Someone jostled Carl from behind. It was Spence, who had been hit with 
something and lost the use of his leg. A Fist was in the Colonel's face. Carl 
rammed the butt of the rifle into the man's chin, sending him backward into the 
melee with his eyes rolled up into their sockets. Then he levered in another 
shell, raised the weapon to his shoulder again, and tried to find the window 
with his sniper friend.