The Redneck takes your gun and beer back to the truck and then return to your broken body in the ditch. They bend over for a few punches into your face. You feel the thin layer of meat that is your face getting ground between the hard knuckle bones of the rednecks fist and the slightly shattering bones of your face. This is too much effort to lean over and try and break your face in. They decide to start kicking you. They do their best to get into your crotch so they can kick your balls. They are sort of sick that way. Your legs are taking a beating because with all your conscious strength you are squeezing your legs together in a fetal position. They kick your head and you eventually lose consciousness. You do not wake from the beating and the coroner spends some extra time examining the gruesome damage to your cock and balls.