That thing must be a bitch to keep untangled.
I'm -2 dropping 1st SFG dudes in an ice cold lake along with their little rubber boats. We rip through the tree line, hit the brakes
and they fly right by and transition to a creeping hover as they start jumping out both sides. Plop, plop, plop. As we're doing this I'm keeping an eye on lead and all of the sudden one black pajama dude jumping from lead is caught on their AW's ICS cord. Poor bastard looks like a fly caught in a spider's web, dangling mid-air, rotor wash thrashing him about, mist from the lake going every which way. We tell lead over the radio as we watch the AW laying by the edge of the door, trying not to get dragged out as the second AW desperately tries to hang on to him. Eventually ninja dude works himself free and he belly flops into the water. Remember, boys, no points for second place.