The Lockheed HC-130 is an extended-range, search and rescue (SAR)/combat search and rescue (CSAR) version of the C-130 Hercules transport. The HC-130H and HC-130J versions are operated by the United States Coast Guard in a SAR and maritime reconnaissance role. The HC-130P Combat King and HC-130J Combat King II models are operated by the United States Air Force for long-range SAR and CSAR. The USAF variants also execute on scene CSAR command and control, airdrop pararescue forces and equipment, and are also capable of providing aerial refueling to appropriately equipped helicopters in flight. In this latter role, they are primarily used to extend the range and endurance of combat search and rescue helicopters.
In July of 2015 it was announced that the U.S. Forest Service will be getting some of the HC-130H aircraft from the U.S. Coast Guard to use as aerial fire retardant drop tankers.
The United States Coast Guard was the first recipient of the HC-130 variant. In keeping with the USN/USMC/USCG designation system of the time, the designation for the first order in 1958 was R8V-1G, but with the introduction of the Tri-Service aircraft designation system for commonality with the US Army and USAF in 1962, this was eventually changed to HC-130B. Six USCG HC-130E aircraft were produced in 1964, but production soon switched to the new C-130H platform which was entering service. The first HC-130H flew on 8 December 1964 and the USCG still operates this aircraft.
I'm gonna tell you a well known story
A sacrifice of innocents
24 days of agony
How a last dive, gave them no chance
Somewhere in the arctic, the Russians were telling a
Forgotten by the world
In the rescue chamber, flooded with water
A.D. had to die
Hell awaits the enemy, somewhere in the Barents sea
The system is failing
Hell awaits the enemy, victim of hypocrisy
The system is lying
They will never come back home again
And I've lost another friend
They will never come back home
They are the victims of a vicious game
Commanders of the Russian fleet
Decided to conceal the truth
Somewhere down in the deep
The wreck revealed, they could have saved you
In a grave of steel, the truth was so real
Locked in the shell, their own private hell
One day we all will know why
Hell awaits the enemy, somewhere in the Barents sea
The system is failing
Hell awaits the enemy, victim of hypocrisy
The system is lying
They will never come back home again
And I've lost another friend
They will never come back home
They are the victims of a vicious game...
They will never come back home again