So for the past two weeks, my father and I have been hunting squirrels in suburban New Jersey.
Using my dad's air rifle, Crosman Quest 1000x.
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Without the scope, we just use the white dot sights. It's a pretty beastly air rifle. Shoots .177 conical lead pellets over 1000 feet per second.
My backyard is about 100 feet deep, it's been raining for 3 days straight, and there was a decent sized fallen tree limb about 70 feet deep in the backyard. My mom was about to take my little brother to football practice and runs in to tell me that there's a squirrel on the limb.
So I spring into action, sprint up the stairs, load up the rifle, open the window, take aim, and.... bam(or a loud click really), I see the squirrel flip off the limb, like a 360 backflip it was awesome, and scurry off.
I am 99% confident that that squirrel is going to be 100% dead.