To swap the barrel, simply pull the bolt to the rear, remove the bolt handle, unscrew the forend cap, and slide the two halves apart. Install the new barrel in reverse order.

Being a lot more of a precision rifle guy than a shotgunner, I admit crisp, lightweight triggers have spoiled me. While I've pulled the triggers of a great many shotguns in my time, I have never been very impressed by the link between finger and gun on any of them. I would say that my Super Black Eagle II had a trigger that was above average, considering its peers. To my finger, it exhibited a noticeable amount of creep as well as a bit of stacking. On the up side, it broke cleanly and consistently within 2 ounces of the 6-pound, 6-ounce average of 10 digitally measured pulls.

Shooting groups from the bench, the trigger did get to me a little bit, and I am sure that translated to the targets. But in the field--where it counted--I was more than satisfied thus far.

Since the Super Black Eagle II has been patterned for accuracy in these pages before, I chose to limit my testing to the slug barrel at 100 yards. I used the same 3-inch magnum shells from Federal Premium with the 1-ounce Barnes Expander HP slug that I planned to use on pigs. I also used a 2 3/4-inch Hornady load with a poly-tipped 300-grain SST slug, as well as a 2 3/4-inch load from Remington with a 1-ounce Barnes Copper Solid HP slug.

I had to rely on the factory velocity ratings to calculate estimates of muzzle energy because the portable chronograph that I brought along stopped functioning after the first five rounds. That said, the Super Black Eagle II and its swapped slug barrel performed quite admirably on the range, producing five-shot groups that averaged 2.81 inches for the Federal slugs and 3.18 inches for the Hornady SSTs. The Remington ammo produced exceptionally consistent groups, averaging 2.38 inches.

Throughout the hunt, I would go on to put about 300 rounds of rather hot loads through the gun in almost every position imaginable--from a mechanical rest on a bench down to the unsupported prone position, I did not experience a single malfunction during the shooting. I did have a single anomaly with one of the first Hornady shells shot prior to the accuracy testing. The gun jumped considerably more than on any of the other shots, and the paper downrange showed a perfect profile of the keyholed SST slug, down and to the right about a foot. I cleaned the barrel and began shooting groups, never to have it happen again.

Benelli SBE-II 12-Gauge Slug Gun At 100 Yards
Factory Load	Velocity* (fps)	Energy (ft-lbs)	Accuracy (inches)
			Smallest	Largest	Average
Federal Vital-Shok, 3-inch, 1-ounce Magnum	1525	2262	1.83	3.61	2.81
Remington Copper Solid 2 3/4-inch 1-ounce Solid Magnum	1450	2045	2.05	2.66	2.38
Hornady SST 2 3/4-inch, 300-grain	2000	2664	2.24	3.89	3.18
NOTES: Accuracy listed is for five consecutive, five-shot groups fired from a mechanical rest. *Velocity and energy calculations are based on factory-provided averages. Average temperature: 82 degrees Fahrenheit. Average humidity: 60 percent.

With nearly four full days of hunting left, it was off to the "easy part"--or so I thought--hunting feral hogs. It would take us to the very last hour of the hunt to find a suitable pair of hogs rooting through the tall Texas grass.

Stretching my spine to aim over the grass from the kneeling position, I fired a single shot at a distance of about 35 yards. But as the Inertia Drive system (October 2006, p.52) sopped up the stout recoil from the 3-inch Federal Magnum load, I knew the shot was bad. The pig dropped from a hit just below the spine, squealing its head off, only to get up a minute later and start running.

With our cameraman in tow, Coogan and I sprinted through the field in a manner really only befitting an episode of "COPS." We tracked him through a thicket of trees and emerged to see a set of black ears and the ridge of his back in the grass just about 100 yards away. No time to waste, this would be a standing shot. Pulling the SteadyGrip back to bring the butt tight into the shoulder, I lined the crosshairs on the spine, exhaled, and started to squeeze the trigger as I lowered the point of aim. The single slug echoed a resounding thud as the tusker dropped for the last time.

I really have to hand it to the engineers at Benelli, those guys know a thing or two about minimizing felt recoil with their recoil-dampening Inertia Drive system and the ComforTech recoil pad on the butt. My longest day on the range left a pile of about 110 empty hulls on the ground, but at no time during the shooting did the gun begin to feel uncomfortable. Even on the flight home, my shoulder was feeling no pain.