My most recent experience with this was on a private hive, I really dont remember which one but it was a chernarus server with some custom buildings and vehicles. So a friend of mine and I found a Bi-Plane at the NE airfield and decided to troll cherno with it. So I fly over to cherno and start doing barrel rolls and loops and all the things you shouldn't do at low altitude in an airplane if you have any desire to continue living. Sure enough after our first pass we start taking incoming fire. This had very little effect on us as I crashed while doing a barrel roll over town and managed to kill us both with out any help from the people who had decided to fire at us. So we both re-spawn miraculously we both get a cherno spawn, run over to the crash and grab our gear whilst under heavy sniper fire. This is when I realized that these snipers must be working in some sort of weird click or at least with an agreement not to shoot each other. I know this because while cowering behind the plane wreck I was able to spot two of them and could clearly see that they had line of sight on each other. any way. We run from our wrecked plane to the hill that runs along side the road that leads into cherno from the west. Almost immediately the third sniper begins to shoot at me from what I reckoned at the time was fairly close range. I dive for cover behind a near by tree. My mate is east of me and hasn't been fired on yet. As I peak around the tree I spot the wookie just up the hill from me. I guide my mate in to flank him as the wookie has me rather pinned down at this point. As my buddy approaches him the wookie turns and begins to fire at him. I leap out from behind the tree and send a healthy burst from my ak at him. This kills the poor wookie but apparently enrages a near by friend of his. A second wookie blows my buddy's head off with a dmr from the road at the top of the hill. I creep up the hill moving from tree to tree until I see his head peaking out from some cover at the top of the hill. We both lean over, staring at each other in abject horror for a split second. Knowing that what comes next will not be a pleasant experience for one of us. I fire first, a clean sequence of shots hits him before his poor wookie mind can process what needs to be done. He is dead now and it doesn't mater anyway. So at this point I am sighing with relief as I have just survived two very close calls. I creep up the rest of the hill to check their bodies and, yes you guessed it a third person begins to fire at me with an m4. He hits me twice and i run for the trees north of the road. I bandage and begin looking for him through the trees and brush in front of me. Low and behold this guy is marching across the same field I ran through and is almost straight lining my position. at this point I'm saying to my self "Ok these guys are just stupid." I wait until he lines up with me and I fire. He must have been on some low blood because it only took two shots to put him down. This set of events also gave me a new and healthy respect for the cobra as a close to medium range weapon. It did everything I wanted it to and I'm sure with almost any other gun I would have had a harder time.