So I was sitting at the edge of a swamp, hoping for a few wood ducks that never showed up. ( I heard one fly over in the dark but never saw it.) As I was sitting there I heard some pigs making lot of noise behind me. Sounded like a couple of big ones fighting. I gave up on the ducks after about a half hour and walked up to the edge of a field with my binoculars to take a look. I saw a HUGE hog about two hundred yards away running right at me. I hobbled back to the truck on my bad knees which was about 50 yds away and grabbed my deer rifle. When I got back to the edge of the field the hog was running back and forth about 150 yds away grunting. I put the crosshairs on his shoulder as he was walking to the right and squeezed the trigger. I heard the bullet whack home and he didn't even flinch! He ran to my left. I aimed for his nose as he was running and shot again. I heard it whack home again and this time he slowed down. I had to shoot one more time to put him down for good. I was shooting a .270. Both shots hit the shoulder and the last was in the neck. 130 grain soft point and none exited. He weighed over 300 lbs and was covered in scars from fighting. Them things are tough!