While Sawman went to a field several hundred yards north of me, I sat on top of a tall berm so I could scan a vast area, yet be close enough to ambush hogs if they tried to enter this one peanut field. 11 hogs entered the big field NE of me, a few hundred yards away. I watched them root in the field for awhile until it appeared they might finally be headed towards the peanut field. Climbed down from the berm and headed down a dirt road that goes between the peanut field and the big field, hoping they'd continue coming my way, also this way I could shoot east safely. Every 25 or so yards I'd stop and scan with thermal, yep still in the field, but getting closer. About the 4th time of stopping, all of a sudden, they were right there, as in 15 or so yards away. I quickly aimed at the lead sow through the weeds as she headed for the peanut field, shooting for her shoulder as her head was moving too much for me as she seemed in a hurry, and she ran at being hit. 2 more shots and she was down. Heaviest sow I've ever taken. I call her a hippopotamus sow, as that is what her body reminded me of. FLIR RS32 thermal, 16" 300 Blackout, Nosler 125gr BT hand load, Ark30 suppressor.
See the lump under the skin about 2" below the hand guard in line with my external battery pack? I felt it and cut it open and one of the bullets fired as she ran off was there. I didn't do an autopsy to determine where that bullet entered. I suspect it was the 3rd hit as she spun from the 2nd hit and the bullet hit further forward at an angle. I shoot until it's down.
See the lump under the skin about 2" below the hand guard in line with my external battery pack? I felt it and cut it open and one of the bullets fired as she ran off was there. I didn't do an autopsy to determine where that bullet entered. I suspect it was the 3rd hit as she spun from the 2nd hit and the bullet hit further forward at an angle. I shoot until it's down.