It was roughly around Midnight, no moon up and pitch black. I had just managed to sneak my way through Chernogorsk gathering supplies and had arrived on the Northern side of town, when on the global radio information came through from a 2 man party making their way from Kamenka up north then to Bor, a small village to my North west. Now, at this moment in time, I was classed as a bandit to the civilised world, due to a little incident where I returned fire on a survivor and ended up killing him. Even though I try to stay out of trouble still, the incentive to give them a scare is too much, so I make my way quickly north west, sprinting through the cover of forests while using no flares to stay completely hidden. By the time I get to Bor, the information coming from the radio leads me to believe that they have already passed it and are on their way to Zelenogorsk, so I make my way north with haste, hoping to get my chance while they are looting the town. However, shortley after heading out, new information comes through that they infact only just reached Bor, so I set myself up on a small raise at the corner of the road heading north, watching directly down the road. I have also placed two chem lights on the road hoping to cause as a distraction. It is not long until a light appears in the distance, and 2 figures appear on the horizon running down the road, 1 holding a flare. They reach the chem lights and stop, at which point I throw a flare down on the road from my position. They jump off the road and put out their own flare, however my own still illuminates them. They scream out whos there, scanning the grass side looking for me. I make my intentions known on chat that I was simply teaching them the dangers of being so public about their actions, and make my way down the hillside with my gun lowered. I speak to them, and it comes to light that they were running out of flares (no pun intended :P ), so I procede to drop them another set of 10 out of my spares. While the trade is taking place however, with the flare still illuminating us, sniper shots ring out, 1 first taking out one of the party of two, and another hitting me square in the head, still looking in my backpack. As I lie dieing, I see the final survivor running off the road in to the dark, sniper shots still ringing out trying to hit him. On respawn, we got to talking. It turned out I wasn't the only one with the plan to intercept them, only where I had peaceful intentions, the sniper obviously did not so :P It was just an unlucky coincidence that we laid out traps in the same place, and sheer luck for the sniper that we left my flare lighting up the area. With his positioning and the speed they were running at first, he most likely would not have managed to kill them had I laid my trap elsewhere.