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Every one likes to tell war stories. Since the last two threads I started were a flop maybe this one will be a little more enjoyable.
My favorite war story to tell would be right after I got my first job in LE "Arcadia Kansas". My FTO consisted of one question and three statements. Do you have your own gun and equipment? "yes" Here is a map. Here is a Key to the car. Park it in the old fire building when youre done. "ok".
My first evening on patrol I learned the one plus one rule and that when you intend to arrest or detain the cuffs always go on. I decided to stop a car for a tail light out. I grabbed my ten codes sheet and said "371 county 10-45", go ahead 371, "I'll be out with abc123 at Main and Race street". 10-4 2215 hours. I made my approach feeling confident in my ability to thouroughly screw the perverbial pooch. The next thing I know there is an sks pointing barrel up sitting in the passenger floor board. I advised my dispatch that the subject was "signal 1" with a long gun. I remembered that from a ridealong. Then they asked if I was 10-36. I didn't usually carry a 10 codes sheet with me so I didn't know what the hell they were talking about. Common sense told me to seperate him from the gun so I had him step out of the car. Then one thing led to another and the tag was stolen and the driver was suspended. I had him place his hands on the car and began to pat him down before cuffing him. The next thing I knew he says "I cant go back to jail" and pushes off of the car knocking me backwards and takes off running. I thought to myself this guy is running on me maybe I should chase him. After he got a pretty good jump I ran after him. I finally got caught up to him after a couple of blocks. I had a 6D mag light in one hand and a 26 inch asp in the other I swung down at him and caught him on both sides of his neck as hard as I could. This shock made him stumble and go head first into a propane tank. Yeah! I got him, I thought to myself he was on the ground in severe pain and I had enough adrenaline running through me to lift a truck. He started yelling "I give, I give" and rolled over and assumed the cuffing position without further incident. When I got to the jail I listened to the tape of my radio transmissions and to my suprise they were pretty clear. Except for one time i didn't let off of the mic key fast enough and you hear me saying "Get the #^@%# on the ground or I'll shoot you in the back" I didn't live that down for about a month and still the dispatcher that was working that night gives me crap about it. NOTE TO ROOKIES " It is not acceptible to hit someone in the neck with your baton and flashlight for simply running from you. " To show you how green I was I booked him in on "flee and elude" instead of obstruction LOL.
Any one else???
My favorite war story to tell would be right after I got my first job in LE "Arcadia Kansas". My FTO consisted of one question and three statements. Do you have your own gun and equipment? "yes" Here is a map. Here is a Key to the car. Park it in the old fire building when youre done. "ok".
My first evening on patrol I learned the one plus one rule and that when you intend to arrest or detain the cuffs always go on. I decided to stop a car for a tail light out. I grabbed my ten codes sheet and said "371 county 10-45", go ahead 371, "I'll be out with abc123 at Main and Race street". 10-4 2215 hours. I made my approach feeling confident in my ability to thouroughly screw the perverbial pooch. The next thing I know there is an sks pointing barrel up sitting in the passenger floor board. I advised my dispatch that the subject was "signal 1" with a long gun. I remembered that from a ridealong. Then they asked if I was 10-36. I didn't usually carry a 10 codes sheet with me so I didn't know what the hell they were talking about. Common sense told me to seperate him from the gun so I had him step out of the car. Then one thing led to another and the tag was stolen and the driver was suspended. I had him place his hands on the car and began to pat him down before cuffing him. The next thing I knew he says "I cant go back to jail" and pushes off of the car knocking me backwards and takes off running. I thought to myself this guy is running on me maybe I should chase him. After he got a pretty good jump I ran after him. I finally got caught up to him after a couple of blocks. I had a 6D mag light in one hand and a 26 inch asp in the other I swung down at him and caught him on both sides of his neck as hard as I could. This shock made him stumble and go head first into a propane tank. Yeah! I got him, I thought to myself he was on the ground in severe pain and I had enough adrenaline running through me to lift a truck. He started yelling "I give, I give" and rolled over and assumed the cuffing position without further incident. When I got to the jail I listened to the tape of my radio transmissions and to my suprise they were pretty clear. Except for one time i didn't let off of the mic key fast enough and you hear me saying "Get the #^@%# on the ground or I'll shoot you in the back" I didn't live that down for about a month and still the dispatcher that was working that night gives me crap about it. NOTE TO ROOKIES " It is not acceptible to hit someone in the neck with your baton and flashlight for simply running from you. " To show you how green I was I booked him in on "flee and elude" instead of obstruction LOL.
Any one else???
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