I’m currently reading Harold Coyle’s Cat and Mouse. In it, the company commander dozes for a few minutes while being lifted by a Blackhawk. I’m curious mainly in that, in maybe a couple dozen lifts by chopper, not once did the aviators put us down in the LZ we expected. I’ve been dropped as much as 5km away from what we expected. Just figuring out where the heck we were was a major hassle, much less figuring out how to carry out our mission. As a result, pretty much every lift I was on, I spent a heck of a lot of the flight trying to keep track of where we were. Never really had time to sleep.
Have any of you ever been dropped off in the right place? The wrong place?
The Air Force? Always got us to the right airport.