What sort of well is this?

A hangar for the harvest.

Looks like a bomb shelter to me.

Enough talking! Back to work!

The newly drafted labourer returned home after nightfall, trying hard to look as though he was terribly tired so that the brutes be left with the impression that he is a weakling. After gulping down a handful of nutritious pills Maxim immediately went to bed, so that he be well-rested and full of strength when he woke up a few hours later and got down to business . . .