Hartford Blue

I was pointing my service revolver at him and ordering him to drop the machete but suddenly he charged me, swinging the machete at my head. I fired one shot and saw the bullet make a hole in his shirt and blood start to trickle out. When the gun went off it sounded like a cannon! I couldn't believe how loud it was. The guy never even staggered, he just stood there! The look in his eyes scared the hell out of me! He said "now you're dead!" as he charged me a second time. I was able to get another round off, which also struck him in the chest, as we both fell to the ground. I was now in an all-out fight for my life and was acting on pure adrenaline. I was in a zone; everything became silent around me and I was focused on one thing only; avoiding the blade of that machete! When we fell I dropped my gun on the ground and we were both struggling to reach for it but before he could grab it his body convulsed and it was over.