A Fatal Turn in the Beginning

Chapter 59 Vigilante Hunting
"Crack!" Accompanied by the crisp sound of the bolt being pulled, a shell casing emitting light smoke was thrown out. Sam hummed a little song and slowly loaded the bullet into the shotgun.

There was even a bit of joy in the calm movements, as if the one who died under his gun just now was not a human being, but a dozen gray rabbits and wild wolves!
There was also a majestic pitbull squatting beside it, with saliva dripping from the corner of its mouth, looking down at the corpse, with a hint of hunger and longing faintly revealed in its eyes.

And the most creepy thing is, on Sam's left chest, there is actually a copper vigilante badge pinned!
In the United States, in addition to the official and well-organized police, there are also a large number of volunteer police, which are all-round assistance and supplement to the police force. The main tasks are patrolling, search and rescue, and maintaining order.

Vigilantes often wear uniforms in their spare time and assume the duties 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 order.

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

Even their own uniforms and equipment have to be paid out of their own pockets, so most of those who are willing to join the vigilante are not only not short of money, but also love the police job!
But among the vigilantes, there are also some criminals who use their police status and resource power to carry out certain criminal activities, and Sam is the most dangerous one among them!
Sam used to be a professional hunter, helping farmers or certain small towns to hunt down crocodiles, wild boars and other threatening beasts, and countless beasts died in his hands.

Even after decades of hunting, ordinary beasts, even lions and tigers, were beginning to bore Sam and completely disinterest him.

So Sam began to change his target, and set his sights on the intelligent and most exciting human beings!
After careful consideration, Sam relied on his accumulated reputation to successfully join the vigilante team, responsible for patrolling, searching and rescuing this section of the interstate highway, while Sam took this area of ​​desert as his own private hunting ground.

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

The only disadvantage is that this place is really inaccessible, and there are only a few huntings throughout the year, so Sam is considering going to the American border recently. There are a large number of stowaways from Mexico there, and he will definitely be able to kill him!
"Hehe!" Seeing the figures running crazily towards the hill not far away, Sam let out a sarcastic laugh.

As the vigilante in charge of patrolling this area, Sam knew the terrain tens of kilometers around him like the palm of his hand, and within ten kilometers of it was a desolate desert.

The straight-line distance to the only small town is more than ten kilometers away. In the rugged desert environment where the sun is shining brightly, it will take at least two or three hours for those few people to run there with their legs.

What Sam enjoys is the thrill of hunting!
But when Sam was about to pursue with the hounds, he saw a tall man walking by the crowd he killed just now. After squatting down to check, he stood up and looked around.

"Here comes another one!" Sam looked through the scope and was about to shoot and break the opponent's hands and feet to have some fun, but he was surprised to find that after the man glanced around, he seemed to see Sam and had sex with him. Look at each other!
"Huh? How is this possible?" Sam wondered in his heart. The man was more than 300 meters away from him, and Sam was still wearing earth-gray clothes, lying on the top of the weed-covered hill, completely blending in with the surrounding environment. How could it be seen by the other party at a glance!
"Is it a coincidence?" Sam, who was lying in the grass, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, aimed his aim at the chest of the man who was striding towards him, and then pulled the trigger.

"Crack!" There was a muffled sound, fine dust was stirred up from the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet flew out at an initial velocity close to 800 meters per second, but what made Sam frown was that the bullet seemed to be empty, and the bullet 300 meters away The man still strode forward, seemingly unaffected in the slightest.

"Missed?" Sam felt a bit unacceptable. The M1903 in his hand had an effective range of 500 meters, and as a professional hunter who had hunted countless times, Sam almost never missed at a distance of two to 300 meters.

"Huh! Huh!" Decades of hunting experience have given Sam a strong psychological quality. When he missed the shot, Sam didn't panic, let alone move his position. Instead, he took a deep breath, aimed at the figure and shot again. .

"Have you hit yet?" But what made Sam frown was that the shot, which felt so good, seemed to miss again.

"Huh? No! It's definitely hit!" But the sense of gun honed over decades made Sam very sure that the shot just now definitely hit the man!

After the gust of wind just now, the desert has almost fallen into dead silence, and the influence of the wind can be completely ignored.

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

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

Shocked, Sam quickly shifted his gaze through the scope, and sure enough, he found two bullets floating in front of the opponent's chest!
"What the hell! Am I hallucinating?" Sam couldn't help but blinked hard. The man on the opposite side had already walked 100 meters away from him, and he could see the three floating stars more clearly through the magnifying glass even saw the slightly upturned corners of the opponent's mouth!

"Slap!" Just as Sam was in shock, the stones on the mound beside him were suddenly crushed, as if the other party had fired a bullet at him!
"Huh?" At the moment when Sam was stunned, his left cheek suddenly turned cold, and then he heard a slight whistling sound.

"Hiss!" At this moment, Sam felt a sharp pain coming from his left ear. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and half of his ear was hit by something!
"Wow!" The trial between life and death made Sam subconsciously roll towards Xiaopo, with a look of horror on his face, "fuck! Superpower? Or a demon?"

Fearing in his heart, Sam didn't care about cleaning up, so he planned to run to the stone wall not far to the left, where his off-road motorcycle was hidden.

"Crack!" But at this moment, the hound that ran out before him was blown off his head, lying on the ground and twitching slightly.

Sam braked sharply, not daring to show his body at all. After gritting his teeth and thinking for two seconds, Sam had no choice but to give up his plan to pick up the car, and ran in the opposite direction, hoping to use his familiarity with the terrain to get rid of the opponent.

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

(End of this chapter)