Originally Posted by Scottlikesguns
Y'all are right the sound of a pump is very frighting to a intruder but a semi you could put so much more lead at him I would have to go with a semi automatic with bird shot.
Originally Posted by SSGN_Doc
And what size bird shot do you think would get into the vitals of a clothed human reliably enough to stop them in short order? People are built a bit different than birds.
There was a news story from Atlanta not too long ago where verbal warning, racking a pump, firing a warning shot and shooting an intruder in the leg didn't get him to stop. I wouldn't rely on the noise of chambering a round to accomplish much.
Yeah, I never saw a bird wearing a Carhartt.
I would not rely on the racking of a round into the chamber to stop an intruder, but it might possibly and wouldn't hurt. That and I would not fire a warning shot, nor would I shoot for anything but center of body mass with nothing less than 00 buckshot.
Years ago (late '70's) I saw a couple of guys get out of a truck (truck pulled away) and they came walking up the road towards me. It was a full moon and I was standing in the road underneath an oak tree (deeply shadowed from the moonlight) about 50 yards from where they were dropped off. As they got closer it was apparent that they did not see me (they were talking to one another and not paying attention to their surroundings). When they were 10 yards away from me I racked a round in my Mossy 500. They both screamed like little girls and jumped three feet in the air. One guy only made a quarter turn and ran off the side of the road into an Oak tree. Sounded like a coconut getting hit by an axe handle. The other guy made a 180 and ran like an Olympic sprinter headed north towards San Francisco.
My father-in-law pulled up and asked what was going on, I was laughing so hard I had a hard time telling him, and by the time I was done he was laughing too. we were blocking the road and when the truck that dropped them off pulled up he had to stop, he asked us to move and we told him what happened. His buddy who ran into the oak was just coming to and crawling up the embankment 9his nose was badly broken and his face was a wreck) and we told the guy he better catch his other buddy or he would be in San Francisco (60 miles north) soon.
Then I leveled the shotgun at him and told them to stay the Hell out of the mountains and if I ever saw him in my neighborhood again they would never find his body.