He made up his mind that he would not fire until they had come within four hundred yards.

Between that distance and three hundred he was sure he could drop at least one or two of them.
He measured his range by a jackpine stub, and when two of the Woongas had reached and passed that stub he fired.

He saw the snow thrown up six feet in front of the leader.

He fired again, and again, and one of the shots, a little high, struck the second outlaw.

The leader had darted back to the shelter of the stub and Rod sent another bullet whizzing past his ears.