American Sniper - Boekje Pienter

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Dragunov (the Russian-made sniper rifle), because the bullets flew
through the walls of the house.
I was up on the roof, trying to figure out where the gunfire was
coming from. Suddenly, I heard the heavy whoop of Apache helicopters
approaching. I watched as they circled placidly for a second,
then tipped and fell into a coordinated attack dive.
In our direction.
“VS panels!” someone shouted.
That might have been me. All I know is, we hustled out every VS
or recognition panel we had, trying to show the pilots we were
friendly. (VS panels are bright orange pieces of cloth, hung or laid out
by friendly forces.) Fortunately, they figured it out and broke off at the
last moment.
Our com guy had been talking to the Army helos just before the attack
and gave them our location. But, apparently, their maps were
labeled differently than ours, and when they saw men on the roof with
guns, they drew the wrong conclusions.
We worked with Apaches quite a bit in Ramadi. The aircraft were
valuable, not just for their guns and rockets but also for their ability to
scout around the area. It’s not always clear in a city where gunfire is
coming from; having a set of eyes above you, and being able to talk to
the people who own those eyes, can help you figure things out.
(The Apaches had different ROEs than we did. These especially
came into play when firing Hellfire missiles, which could only be used
against crew-served weapons at the time. This was part of the strategy
for limiting the amount of collateral damage in the city.)