Nobody can touch Rambo.
Guy used to hunt with us. He's in an open field, looking over a beaver meadow. He can see about 4, maybe 500 yards. We are dogging the bush across the meadow.
He's hunting with a Browning BAR in 270Win, open sights.
As he's standing there, waiting for the dogger to push out the deer, he's scanning the beaver grass with his eyes, and spots five deer, laying in the grass, head up, like periscopes.
He opens fire, from the off hand position, at probably close to 500 yards.
He empties the gun, switches mags, and empties that also. He has a box of ammo with him, and proceeds to reload both mags, and continue firing.
The guy on the next watch can see him, from the hill top, and comes down, just as he runs out of ammunition.
He excitedly points out in the beaver meadow to the other man.
He never considers looking way out in the swamp, and does not see the deer. 'Give me your rifle' Rambo says. And proceeds to shoot some more, again off hand.
Now the guy from the hill top, sees the deer, and grabs his rifle back. 'give me that, stupid fool'
Rambo, as he came to be known after that incident, goes down the road to the next man on watch, and explains the situation, he will go out in the beaver meadow, and spook out the deer.
The guy offers him his rifle, but Rambo, figuring he has no chance of getting a shot, declines.
He goes out into the meadow, through the ribbon of bush along the far side, and, emerges fifty feet from the deer, with no gun.
Only then do they get up stand broadside for a minute, and run, down the creek, where there is nobody standing.
No more shots fired. Deer never got a scratch.
Oh yes, where was I? I was the next spot up from the creek, I actually heard the deer go by, but didn't see them.
The dogger?
When all that firing started, he said he found a big beech tree, and hid behind it.
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