Well after all the time that I had put into her it was time to see what she could do. Slipped into some camo, grabbed her and a tin of Predator's and headed for the happy hunting ground's. I made my way into the grove and found myself a brushpile, worked my way into it and got setup. I positioned myself so that there was a open lane in front of me, clean shooting for about thirty yard's. All layed out, bipod leg's down and loaded just waiting for a target to show itself. Ten minute's went by with nothing but the breeze moving the tree's when he appeared from behind a stump, it's time. I relaxed and lifted the B3 up into position, setting the crosshair's on his head but he had turned around and was getting after something under the stump. No head ok so I adjusted the crosshair's to his vital's behind his front leg and sent the Predator to do it's dirty work. The Impact knocked him on his side for a second and he tried to crawl, made it to just behind the stump and expired. It took a couple to work my way out of the brushpile and I stepped of my yard's to my harvest, twenty six and the Predator left it's mark with a little bloodtrail. The B3 performed as expected or hoped she would hehe, dinner in the icebox and good to go. Ed
