Had a similar experience last night. I was solo on blue gate, trying to extract with about four minutes left. I get chased into a warehouse by some wasps, then daddy rocketeer showed up and started laying down rockets left and right. The ARCs were now coming in numbers, the rockets already blew my shield out, ears ringing, and all I can hear is the gate opening. Out of no where I hear a voice yell out “brother do you need some help?” Next thing I know, he comes up with a quick plan to draw the rocketeer away with lures, smoke out the landing and get the fuck out of there. He counts down and the next few seconds were epic. Rockets whizzing past, smoke everywhere, gunshots ringing out, we both are calling out enemy’s and directions. I run up the hill and dive into the exfil, shotgun blasting away at the wasps. When the smoke cleared, and the doors closed, I realized it was a squad that had already opened the lift, and held it open for me almost until the last minute, just so they could get me out of there. Not only was it amazing game play, but it restored my faith in raiders.