Moreland also didn't have a suppressor and it took them years to figure out he was even there, let alone catch him.
He also shot bears.
He also killed more deer and bears than that with wire/cable snares.
Bill Moreland survived for the majority of his many years in some of the harshest wilderness in the USA without ANY firearm.
One of his favorite food preservation methods was to take scavanged tin cans, fill them up with wild berries, and pour melted bear fat over them.
For those who don't know of Wild Bill Moreland, he was a vagrant and drifter who wandered into a harsh wilderness area in Idaho during the Depression and stayed there, living off the land, supplemented by pilfering.
Since he took off out into the wilderness with basically just the clothes on his back, one of the things which allowed him to survive was petty theft from people's cabins and forestry service outposts. THAT is how he got the .22 rifle and the ammo.
Moreland only had a gun the last couple of years in the boonies. He was out there 12-1/2 years, from the fall of 1932 till the spring of 1945.
Not only did he NOT have a silencer at all, or even a gun but for the last two years, but he also used a sleeping bag (GK take note) which he had pilfered. He also slept a lot in hollow logs (Moreland was a small man).
Bill Moreland was once asked what he missed the most during his first few years, and he DIDN'T say a firearm. He said what he was missing but needed the most was something to sew with.
He began to regularly pilfer forestry lookoput posts and cabins and kept a homemade key that allowed him to open their locks. What pissed the forest service off the most (they had a bit more common sense back then) wasn't his use of the supplies, as those supplies were also there for any that really needed them, but the fact that he always made a big mess and he was becoming a noticable nuisance. He was a disgusting, filthy pig and always left everything trashed and disgustingly soiled, like a wild animal. There was an impressive chase and it took the best trackers the forestry service had to track him down.
He was 44 years old and he was put into a home for indigent people. He was diagnosed with some mental health problems. After a few run-in's with the law over the next few years, he eventually took off into the Sawtooth Mountains again and never came back.