I was in a session with four other players, all in the one organization, all over level 500.
I was just cruising around in my Stirling GT, when I noticed four jets were coming after me. I hid in that multi-storey carpark across the road from the movie studio. I parked my car and went to the third floor up ramp where you can see outside. They were circling, so I was waiting for them to come into view. Over the course of about five minutes, I managed to pick them off with homing missiles. All four of them.
I jumped out of the building, spawned my Buzzard and flew to the area behind that chimney building (a common Headhunter location) over the otherside of freeway closest to the general jet spawning helipad on the marina. I knew they would be going back there. Sure enough, two jets spawned. I waited for them to enter. I locked on to the jets and picked them off, whilst evading homing missiles fired at me from the other two.
I knew it would take them about 30 seconds to exit the marina, call Pegasus and call for another jet, so I flew to the Medical Center and spawned one myself. They put on Ghost Organization. I flew as far away as I could, knowing that they still had to get their jets, catch up to me at the far reaches of the map, at the highest altitude, in three minutes.
Sure enough, two jets were coming my way at the North-Eastern part of the map, but they were lower than I. I shot both of them down and they were left stranded on a cliff face, with no way of calling the mechanic, spawning a Buzzard, or calling Merryweather. The next one came. This one was tricky. It took over a minute of frantic twisting and turning, and I finally had him in an advantageous position. Bang, bang, bang! Down. In between the quarry and the wind turbines. The last guy was just exiting Puerto Del Sol, so I flew towards him, at a high altitude, over the top of him, turned in the opposite direction, but so I was upside down, flipped upright, chased him around in circles, and Bang! Easy.
All four of them, at least twice. Two of them, three times. Without Ghosting. Without using a jet for the first two rounds. Four onto one.
I sent a message to all four of them. "Get the picture?". The organization leader left, followed by the other three.
I flew back to the carpark, picked up my Stirling GT, and drove away.