I remember once a few years ago I was in deep doo doo, alone on the deck with about ten red guys swirling about me. Out of the blue (literally) I hear over vox "Bald, you look like you're in trouble. Need help?" I caught a glimpse of two friendlies passing by overhead and replied "Nope, I've got em".
I died shotly after but there's no way I was going to intentionally drag two more friendlies into a mess I'd created on my own (and on purpose I might add).
This was at a time in my AH "career" that I'd look at the map, find the most overwhelming odds against me and fly into it thinking that would be the best way to help my country and often it was. Lemmings will swarm to a lone con taking them out of other fights, holding them up and allowing others to reach their bases and then stop them low and slow.
Clearly this person had no concept of "sacraficial lamb" or in my case, sacraficial BaldEagl.