Chapter 316: Position Locked!

Hearing a sound.

Leaning against Garrett Cunningham's back, Marcus Sharp barely managed to pry his eyelids open. He struggled to move away from Garrett Cunningham's body.

Even as his blood was nearly depleted, he didn't want to die on someone else's back in such a disgraceful way.

Garrett Cunningham's eyes were a bloody red. He wanted to step forward, but the figure behind him reached out, placing a hand on Garrett's shoulder and shook his head: "Let's not disturb Commander Hayes. We'll back off and give him some time to talk to his wife alone."

Garrett Cunningham looked up, eyed the helicopter only a few hundred meters above them, and nodded reluctantly with clenched teeth.

As they backed away.

No one knew what Marcus Sharp, sitting cross-legged in the scorching desert, said to the person on the other end of the line.

All they saw was a smile reappearing on Commander Hayes' face.

It was a gentle expression they had never seen before.

Summerland.