Here is a story i wrote about helicopter cops.


The Flying Cop

FTFTFTFTFTFT went the sound of the helicopter as it rushes on top of the dark, thick forest below. Using the bright yellow beam of light the pilot scans the area with his very expensive night vision goggles. “Helicopter 516 coming in over,” the pilot said through the intercom. “This is Lieutenant Scott, what is your status? Over” “Negative sir, we don’t have any leads, so its very hard to find them over.” “Keep searching over and out.” Constable Taylor could tell Lieutenant Scott was getting desperate. The private jet had gone down in the middle of the night, And had only 2 survivors. They had contacted the police with a radio but they didn’t know where they were. So now the police are sent to find them. The 2 survivors had quite serious injuries. One survivor had a crushed leg and the other had a long painful looking gash across his back which was still bleeding. ConThe stable Taylor searched everywhere scanning the whole forest with the bright beam. They searched for hours and hours. They suspect that the plane crashed down into a very bushy dense part of the huge valley just west of there location, but no one was sure. But Just Then they got a call, ‘ Lieutenant Scott here, you can come back now over.’ Hearing this Constable Taylor turned his jet black chopper and headed back to the station.

When they arrived at the station lieutenant Scott came and said ‘ I think we might have a lead, a local farmer by the forest saw a huge fireball disappear into the valley.’ ‘ Which valley?’ Constable Taylor asked. ‘ The biggest valley unfortunately.’ ‘ So what are we waiting for, lets go!’ ‘we can’t the weather forecast predicts there’s going to be a big wind blowing in from the east and its going to get foggy too. We can only wait for now.’

Several hours later...’ Go Go Go!’ Constable Taylor shouted. As soon as they were ready they were off. The weather has cleared now so they can fly towards the valley. The chopper flew for about a hour zipping around trying to survivors. But they were out of luck. There was still fog at the bottom of the valley like a huge blanket.Eventually they came back to refill the fuel. Fortunately when they came back the fog had cleared making searching much more easier. But they still searched for hours, looking through the thick dense bushes. The private jet was very small and it was green making it even harder to find.

Eventually the sky turned into a dark blue colour. The giant light shone through the bushes. They had got several choppers flying around the valley. Constable Taylor searched through parts of the valley he already searched, triple checking everything. Then he saw a strange spot in the valley. It seemed out of place because the green was a little lighter than the bush around it, then he zoomed in with his camera and saw 2 little figures next to the spot, waving there arms. Constable shouted with joy ‘ We found them!’ Immediately all the choppers flew over to Constable Taylor’s helicopter. ‘ We found them Lieutenant Scott! Over’ ‘Good job guys over’ Replied through the intercom. The helicopter lowered a rescue man down into the wreck. He picked them up one by one back into the helicopter. Then began working on the wounds immediately, meanwhile Constable Taylor turned the helicopter around and began the journey back to the station. Though he is tired and hungry Constable Taylor was relived when he found the survivors and can’t wait to get back to his family and tell this amazing story.