"Aight, 201 and 207 on me let's go keep out of the crossfire"
*I hear my unit called and start to move up with the 201 and 209. I move out from behind my door and start moving up on the right side of the vehicle. My rifle is trained on the right side of the vehicle as I scan the dark windows for any movement on the inside of the now crashed out vehicle.*
"I'm on you, 207 moving!", I shout in response.
*I keep my weapon trained on the vehicle. The passenger starts to comply but once he opens his door he immediately bolts off down the sidewalk. I see something in his hand as he runs down the street and I give chase but I can't quite make out what it is.*
"One's running, I'm on him! He's got something in his hand, I can't tell what it is!"
*I say loudly as I give chase down the sidewalk shouting at the suspect as he sprints down the street. I free up my left hand and let my rifle hang by the sling with my right hand on the pistol grip, I use my left hand to key up my mic and shout into my microphone.*
"ERT, 207, passenger's running, I'm on him!", I say into my radio before gripping my rifle with two hands again and give chase to the passenger.
"Stop running! Stop fucking running!"