Gamer's Stairwell Aficionado
I climbed to the top, grappled my own men to helicopter wings, and then started up said helicopter. For one second it was glorious; a ring of blood spattering above my copter; my maniacal fit of laughter. But then it ended abruptly--with an explosion, as it always does in this game.
4 goats strapped to wind mill blades out of 5.