It was a brisk fall morning when the buck walked out of the tree line into the fresh cut grain field.
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A hunter has been stalking a big buck for weeks, then this happens...

It was a brisk fall morning when the buck walked out of the tree line into the fresh cut grain field.

The hunter waited patiently in the stand until the sun came up.

The buck kept grazing on the field when two more does came out.

Finally daylight came, and the hunter pulled his gun up. He aimed and CREAK, his sling rubbed against the gun.

The deer looked at him for a minute and went back to eating.

The hunter aimed again and pulled the trigger, CLICK, it was a misfire.

He jacked out the bullet, aimed and pulled the trigger again, another misfire.

He jacked out that bullet and jacked in his last one, aimed, and fired.

The buck jumped in the air, kicked his legs and ran off. The hunter stayed in the stand for a little while longer to eat his breakfast.

It was a bacon, egg, and cheese on an english muffin. He ate and waited for about ten minutes and got out of the stand to go look for it.

He got halfway across the field and noticed the two does were still in the field, but ran when he got closer. He made it to the place he shot the buck and noticed there wasn't and blood.

e looked at the ground and noticed there was a huge hole where the bullet hit. He put his gun on the ground, went back to his truck, and went home to go back to bed.

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