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I've got 5 stories knocked out today. I am going to be busy at work for the next few days......
WHO DAT WIF DA HAND CANNON?
I was working one night with a relatively new young officer. He had just gotten off field training and was anxious to establish a reputation among his peers. Reputation as a cop is very important, if other cops think you are a rat, suck ass or don't pull your weight, it can be the difference between having 5 cars backing you up or no one showing up for 5 minutes.
Just after dark, he was driving and we decided to "jam" a car load of young Afro-Americans on the pretext of their licence plate light not working(probable cause). We were hunting for drugs, guns and people with active warrants. That is what most cops did when I was working. With all the restrictions on them now, they probably just hand out candy.
There were four males in the car. When it came to a stop we could tell they were all L.A. (PD) trained.
Without instructions, they had their hands on the seat in front of them, the dashboard or the steering wheel. So far, so good. Out of the blue, the front seat passenger bolts out of the car headed for parts as far away from the po po as possible. My young partner took off like a rocket after the runner. I was left with three unhappy young gentlemen.
The driver and rear passengers reached up under their seat or behind them and retrieved something. It was to assume that they were not reaching for bibles or junk food. I, in turn, produced my pistol and used some very crude language that I was certain they could relate to, that proper responses would keep them breathing in not in pain.
I glanced across the street and my young partner was in a full on down and dirty brawl out in someone's front yard. I could hear approaching cop cars traveling at mach speed in our direction.
When the first two units arrived, I pointed at the car and yelled "GUNS", then hauled ass over towards my partner. I saw a sheet of flame about 4 feet long and a massive boom from a hand cannon and feared the worst. Our cop guns didn't make THAT much noise.
I lit up the area and saw my partner on top of the driver, trying his best to remove most of his dental work. I saw an old man standing on his front porch with a huge gun pointed at the ground. "DROP THE GUN NOW!!" The old man carefully placed the gun on the ground and stood up with his hands raised.
I secured the handgun and my partner and I secured the driver. When the dust settled, we had three handguns from the car, half a kilo of Coke, two pounds of pre packaged weed and everyone in the car had warrants and/or was on parole for other crimes. Another unit with a trainee took the call for training. All we had to do was write a use of force report and a ticket for the tail light.
We ran the old man's hand cannon and found out he was a retired cop from LAPD. He told us that at first, the crook looked like he was going to get the officer's gun away from him. At that point, he fired a shot away from everyone to get the criminal's attention. That pause in the fight gave the cop enough time to hit the driver in the head with his trusty light saber and start punching his face. The old school retired cop said that back in his day, they would have shot the crook and had nothing to worry about.
We thanked the retired cop profusely and gave him our cards. My partner had to change his dirty uniform and we were back out doing the Lord's work within an hour.
I will knock out a few new stories.
We have been very busy at work.
She looked very dishonest next to her thieving boyfriend, nothing honest about her at all Please give her a few more hard kicks!11/13/2018 09:51
Lucky the back pack soften the impact.....I'm also curious what does it take to earn this wonderful Christmas gift!11/13/2018 09:15