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Police Chase with an Armed robbery subject.
My partner and I were responding to the area of a call that came in about a possible armed robbery subject inside a black nissan driving in the area.
Our unit of course went and saturated the area and after a few minutes, Droopy got on the Tac channel.
“Hey guys, I have a car matching the description south bound on 23ave… we’re approaching the stop sign…. and he took it. Okay, now he’s fleeing. Anyone in the area?”
I happened to be on the same street as Droopy was but on 22ave, 1 block over.
I got on the Tac channel, “Droopy, just keep up with him, Skippy is going to call the chase man”.
Skippy is my new partner and he was passenger in our car (his marked unit).
After driving south another 4 blocks the Subject made a right turn and was now headed towards me.
I stopped my car just before the intersection and allowed the Subject and Droopy to fly by me and I pulled behind them as Skippy was still calling the chase.
This guy wasn’t driving too fast, around 45 mph and he went straight across 22ave and kept on going east until he hit 17th avenue.
He decided he didn’t like the way the chase was going because there were now a few more cars behind me.
The Subject turned his vehicle south bound on 17ave and started driving into on coming traffic lanes.
We of course followed and eventually he pulled onto a side street. On the turn Droopy lost control of his car and slid onto the shoulder and I took up position directly behind the car.
The driver made another right and then a left and one of the other guys in the unit ended up directly in front of this guy.
I got on the Tac channel, “Yo Preacher, containment containment”.
With that, Preacher slammed on his brakes and the subject drove right into the back of Preachers Cruiser. This chase was already at a dangerous point and letting it go on would only endanger the public but this was a violent robbery subject in a stolen car, he didn’t care who he hurt.
I slowed down and started my attempt at locking my front bumper to the Subjects rear bumper, but the subject nailed the gas and forced Preachers car over.
The subject then tried to drive around Preachers car but Preacher clipped the back of the subjects car, causing him to go into a spin.
The subjects car was now facing mine and I rammed straight into the front of it, trying to lock him in place and force him backwards so his transmission would stall the car. It worked and my partner and I jumped out of our cruiser, walking up to the car, guns drawn.
“GET YOUR HANDS UP!!”
I heard the car ignition cycle on and then the car floored it in reverse. Preacher was still in his car and saw this, driving his vehicle into the back side of the Subjects car, locking the wheel.
Skippy and I approached the car and as we got to the door, a massive 6’2 250lbs man got out, holding a Crack pipe up to his lips.
He made direct eye contact with me and took a deep breath of crack into his lungs. His eyes widened up and he started running.
I have to say, I’ve never seen a subject who was about to run ever stop to take a hit of crack straight out of the pipe, during a situation like this..
So this guy had taken his “Gummy Bear Juice”, I was now running after this guy, Skippy close behind me. We weren’t really running that fast either, this guy was pretty slow, but he was a truck and we both knew that we’d better wait for backup before trying to take this guy down. Skippy yelled to me, “Imma taz him! Move over!”, but I couldn’t, there just wasn’t enough room.
About 3 blocks later, this guy tried to jump a fence at a house. The fence was maybe 4 feet tall and as he got on his belly to roll over it, I grabbed him by the shirt.
Skippy came up behind me and screamed “CLEAR!!!!”, which I knew meant a Taser was about to be deployed. I backed off the guy just as the 2 probes found there mark, zapping this guy mid-fence.
I hopped the fence just as the first 5 second cycle wore off and tried to get this guys arm behind his back.
That wasn’t going to happen.
So here I was, half on this guy who was face down in the grass and had now ripped the Taser cords out of his body with his hands, trying to get him into custody. He practically started lifting me off the floor, and try as I might, I just couldn’t hold him down.
Skippy then jumped onto him, followed by 4 more backup units. This guy was totally high on Coke and wasn’t feeling anything and had super human strength. All 6 of us could barely hold this guy down, let alone get his hands into cuffs.
He had now crawled 10 feet with 6 cops on him. 10 feet. 6 cops on him. I couldn’t believe it.
Just when I thought I’d seen everything, Droopy, still at the fence line (opposite side from us) screamed out, “CLEAR!!!!”.
We all looked up as Droopy fired his Taser into the group of Cops trying to get this guy into custody.
I watched in slow motion as the probes flew through the air, striking one of the Cops in the side of the head. That cop spun around, catching his foot on a piece of cement and then I heard the crack as his ankle snapped.
Out of all the luck… you have to be kidding me.
To top that off, this guy was still fighting like a horse. Five officers on him now and one pulled out their Taser and started to Drive stun him (using the taser without the cartridge), which I knew wasn’t going to work.
Finally, 4-5 minutes later exhaustion set in and this guy was able to be taken into custody. That didn’t matter to me though, one of my Officers just broke his ankle because of another Officers stupidity.
After getting this guy into someones car, I stormed over to Droopy and exchanged some heated words. He knew he screwed up, but this wasn’t one of the screw up that you chalk up, another Officer was hurt and could have been blinded (lost his career) because under stress, Droopy didn’t react correctly. Several units followed our Officer to the hospital as several more followed our Subject to the hospital.
I had paperwork to write and I went to the station and started writing it. I helped the Sarge do the after action memos.
Of course, we made the local news, which got the entire story wrong.
As I was getting off shift, I was told that the Officer was out of Surgery and was going to be A-ok.
In the car that the subject bailed out of were several ounces of cocaine and the car was the car taken in the armed robbery.
At least no one was killed, but damn it, the officer who was hurt will be out for several months and he’s a damn good cop not to have around.
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