Chapter 59 Vigilante Hunting

"Click!" Accompanied by the crisp sound of the bolt being pulled, a shell with light smoke was thrown out. Sam hummed a little tune and slowly loaded the bullet into the shotgun.

His calm movements even revealed a bit of joy, as if the people who just died under his gun were not humans, but a dozen gray rabbits and wild wolves!

There was also a majestic pit bull squatting on the side, with saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth. Looking at the corpse below, his eyes faintly revealed a hint of hunger and desire.

The most horrifying thing was that on Sam's left chest, there was a copper volunteer badge!

In the United States, in addition to formal and regular police officers, there are also a large number of volunteer police officers, who are all-round assistance and supplement to the police force. Their main job is patrolling, search and rescue, and maintaining order.

Volunteers often wear uniforms in their spare time and assume the responsibilities of full-time police officers to ensure that the police station has sufficient police force to patrol the streets and play an active role in maintaining social security.

Moreover, most of these vigilantes have formal jobs and are not short of money, because the salary of vigilantes is extremely low. At present, the annual salary of vigilantes in most areas is only a symbolic one US dollar!

Even their own uniforms and equipment need to be paid for out of their own pockets. Therefore, most of those who are willing to choose to join the vigilantes, in addition to not lacking money, are almost all people who love the job of police!

However, among the vigilantes, there are also some criminals who use the police's identity and resource power to carry out certain criminal activities. Sam is one of the most dangerous ones!

Sam used to be a professional hunter, helping farmers or some small towns to hunt crocodiles, wild boars and other beasts with great threats. Countless beasts died in his hands.

Even after decades of hunting, ordinary beasts, even lions and tigers, began to make Sam feel boring and boring, and he was completely uninterested.

So Sam began to change his target and set his sights on humans who have wisdom and the process of hunting is also exciting!

After careful consideration, Sam successfully joined the vigilante team with his accumulated reputation, responsible for patrolling and searching for this section of the interstate highway, and Sam regarded this area of ​​desert as his own private hunting ground.

Because this is a high-incidence area of ​​extreme weather, the killed humans will be eaten by wild wolves, and the traces of hunting will be covered and buried by wind and sand. It is simply a perfect hunting ground!

The only drawback is that this place is really sparsely populated, and there are only a few huntings throughout the year. Therefore, Sam is considering going to the US border recently, where there are a large number of illegal immigrants from Mexico, and he will definitely be able to kill them happily!

"Haha!" Looking at the figures running wildly towards the hilltop not far away, Sam laughed ironically.

As a vigilante responsible for patrolling this area, Sam knows the terrain of dozens of kilometers in radius very well, and the surrounding ten kilometers are all deserted deserts.

The only town was more than ten kilometers away in a straight line. In the rugged and sun-baked desert environment, it would take at least two or three hours for those people to run over there on foot.

Sam enjoyed the thrill of hunting!

When Sam was about to chase with his hounds, he saw a tall man walking next to the group of people he had just killed. He squatted down to check and stood up to look around.

"Another one!" Sam was looking through the scope and was about to shoot and break the other's hands and feet for some fun, but he was surprised to find that after scanning around, the man seemed to see Sam and looked at him!

"Huh? How is this possible?" Sam was surprised. The man was more than 300 meters away from him, and Sam was wearing earth-gray clothes, lying on the hilltop covered with weeds, completely integrated with the surrounding environment. How could he be seen by the other party at a glance!

"Is it a coincidence?" Sam, who was lying in the grass, suppressed his anxiety, aimed at the chest of the man who was striding towards him, and then pulled the trigger.

"Pop!" With a muffled sound, the muzzle shook up fine dust, and the bullet flew out at an initial speed of nearly 800 meters per second, but what made Sam frown was that the bullet seemed to have missed, and the man 300 meters away was still striding forward, seemingly unaffected.

"Missed?" Sam was a little hard to accept. The effective range of the M1903 in his hand was 500 meters, and as a professional hunter who had hunted countless people, Sam had almost never missed at a distance of 200 to 300 meters.

"Hoo! Hoo!" Decades of hunting experience gave Sam a strong psychological quality. Sam did not panic when he fired the gun but did not move his position. Instead, he took a deep breath, aimed at the figure and fired again.

"Not hit yet?" But what made Sam frown was that this shot with a good feel seemed to have missed again.

"Hmm? No! It definitely hit him!" But Sam was very sure that he had hit the man with his gun sense honed over decades!

After the gust of wind just now, the desert was almost dead silent, and the impact of the wind could be completely ignored.

"Wearing a bulletproof vest?" Sam had a guess in his mind, so he aimed the crosshairs at the other party's head and gently pulled the trigger, but the next moment, Sam saw a scene that almost made his brain lose the ability to think.

I saw a bullet suspended more than ten centimeters in front of the man's eyes, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of the other party!

Shocked, Sam quickly shifted his sight through the scope, and found two similarly suspended bullets in front of the opponent's chest and abdomen!

"What the hell! Am I hallucinating?" Sam couldn't help but blink his eyes hard. The man opposite him had already walked a hundred meters away from him. Through the scope, he could see the three suspended bullets more clearly, and even saw the slightly upturned corners of his mouth!

"Pah!" Just as Sam was shocked, the stones on the mound next to him were suddenly shattered, as if the opponent had fired a bullet at him!

"Huh?" Just as Sam was stunned, his left cheek suddenly felt cold, and then he heard a slight whistling sound.

"Hiss!" Sam felt a sharp pain in his left ear at this time. He reached out and touched it, and half of his ear was actually hit by something!

"Crash!" The test of life and death made Sam subconsciously roll back to the small slope, with a look of horror on his face, "Fuck! Superpower? Or a demon?"

With fear in his heart, Sam didn't care to pack up, and planned to run to the stone wall not far to the left, where his off-road motorcycle was hidden.

"Bang!" But at this moment, the hound that ran out before him was hit in the head and lay on the ground twitching slightly.

Sam braked suddenly, not daring to show his body at all. After gritting his teeth and thinking for two seconds, Sam had to give up the plan to take the car and run in the opposite direction, hoping to use his familiarity with the terrain to get rid of the other party.

Sam, who always claimed to be a hunter, finally became the prey at this time.