(10) Weichert feeding my ammo belt, complains about the poor quality of the ammo and we only have one replacement barrel left in reserve. Swina stands beside me, firing a carbine as fast as he can. He stays there reloading with nervous hands. I don't see Grommel, as he is behind Weichert, and quickly throws him tow machine gun barrels with cartridges plugged in the breaches... "Unplug the casing, Kleiner. You are good at that!" he calls to him.