Upon crawling out of his sinking craft, Gordon looks back at the industrial region atop the hillside where he escaped from. The large drainage pipe juts out from the rock wall, dumping refuse into the basin below. Smaller pipes from the industries above used to dump miscellanous chemical wastes, now they lie empty and corroded.
The majority of the action takes place here, in the control room. The crane console in the center controls the crane seen on the right of the far wall, while a lone chair offers a final defensive option.
The gantry crane is not for the inexperienced; manipulating it correctly takes a steady hand and a sharp eye. Wantonly dropping it can pick up more objects than intended and cause them to careen wildly to and fro...but then again, what better way to mow down rows of advancing Combine soldiers?
The loading area of the Warehouse is not as fortunate as the storage area. A sunken ship lies in the silt, the water level long since lowered. Broken lights send crazy shadows when nudged, and rusty crane cables drape loosely, the magnet embedded in the dirt below. The fanboat sits under construction on the platform, awaiting engine installation.
This warehouse mostly stored industrial goods, which conveniently were mostly metal products of various types. Supplied by rail, a leftover container hauler lies idle on the tracks. Gordon does all of his work from the control room on the far wall, with the warehouse office down below.
A Combine train lies in wait on the old bridge, with two Combine armored vehicles parked atop flatbed cars. The setting sun in the background starkly silhouettes these targets and the old transmission tower on the center island. There's not much water left for most vessels such as the fishing boat beneath the bridge to float, but more than enough for a 2-person rocket-launching fanboat!