Tom, the closest I came to flying with A-teams was working with the 75 rangers. They did all of the cross border stuff while I was there. They were Special Forces but they did away with the A-teams before I got there. The furtherest west I ever went was to the Plain of Jars, a really spooky place where little yellow men hid in large burial jars and shot at you. We also worked with the 4th Div. LRRP's, very brave men.