I seem to recall a move for us to fly in combats on Hercs during the 1991 shenanigans out East. One of the major questions was how would the pax know who to follow when running away bravely from the burning mess in the event of an aircraft evacuation at a critical stage of having the big spinny things switched to "noisy".
Personally I liked the grobag and zips on my flying boots. Three firm upward motions and I was dressed for a big day filled with adventure, and if I lost a flying boot in the case of an ejection then it was probably my fault for getting into a nasty Whittle things with one of those many handled seats of instantaneous transportation instead of the trusty flying restaurant car.