Starting off me and my squad were running towards Prigorodky and we got to the 3 houses until the next thing I know, my friend prones and yells "Helicopter! Helicopter!" So we all drop right where we were. Now it's about 12am-1am so it's hard for us to tell where it was. I run over to a tree and lay down next to my friend. In the shocking horror of everything, i lay there terrified as I see everyone from my squad get mowed down but my 1 friend and I. Next thing I know the find us and start unleashing hell onto the tree and my friend dies. The only thing I could do was just sit there and hope they didn't see me. A few minutes pass and they land the helicopter and a group of 3 jump out. In shock, I see that the pilot was someone we recently killed about 10 minutes before the ambush. I inform everyone and I was their only hope. I couldn't get a clear shot so I didn't shoot. I see a few zombies staring at one spot and I look over and there was a sniper running and trying to find everyone. I unleashed on him with my M4A1, he drops and now they are furious. 1 man down, 2 to go. With all hope, I'm about to make a run to the heli, only to be stopped by the rifleman. I didn't even get a glance at him. I died right on the spot. Moral of the story, be careful who you kill. They may be the person that just screws you over. Maybe the reason they killed us was because we killed him... when he had nothing. I can see why he would too, I personally don't blame him. That's my story, hope you enjoy.