I raised a strongest sentinel

The international situation in the empire is not good.

After the war calmed down, international trade prospered. Twenty years ago, the Federation of the Western Continent could only rely on the military force of the Empire to curb the invasion of pollution sources due to insufficient force. Now, in turn, a large amount of the people's livelihood of the Empire is in the hands of the Federation.

The federation is composed of seven small countries, signed a non-war clause, and the source of pollution has not been completely eliminated on this continent, there are still several chains between countries to restrain each other.

Outposts are a must for military force. Except for the Federation in the West Continent and the Empire in the East Continent, the Central Church mainly accepts outposts other than the Empire.

There is no exclusive tower in the Western Continent, and it can only rely on the whistle issued by the church to maintain the intrusion of pollution sources.

"Landmark 783.983, expected to land in 30 seconds."

The respirator slowly spread the mist between the breaths, and then dissipated, and the guide's white military uniform was in the snow.

Looking out from the window of the cabin, there is only a piece of white snow, but I feel an ominous feeling intuitively.

The seconds of the derivative landing began to sound, and the personnel in the cabin raised their right hands in unison, with the index and middle fingers raised and placed on the right eyebrow.

"'Salute to the glory of the Empire.'"

In the howling blizzard, black and white soldiers descended from the sky like the first salute to break through the tranquility.

Ron recovered faster than Gu Bai imagined.

It's better to say that in a certain way, he is only unresponsive because he has not been in contact with people for a long time.

In just one week, Gu Bai asked Ron to undergo a simple rehabilitation. Originally, he thought that it would be too reluctant to go directly to the front line in Ron's condition—even if he was the Dark Sentinel, he was still frozen in the asylum. Sentinel of the decade.

Physically, he can recover in a short period of time, but mentally, Gu Bai is most worried. Although Ron's mental strength has always been at a safe value, there is no sign of him going berserk at all.

But no matter how worried Gu Bai was that they had landed on the front line, the limiter on the sentry's neck was still conspicuously exposed to everyone.

Falling from mid-air into the snow, the sound of heavy objects being inserted into the snow came one after another. Gu Bai picked up the guide's special gun from the arsenal next to him, and at the same time concentrated his mental power to control it precisely.

His dark sentinel stood beside him, his tall figure and strange face caught the attention of the sentinel, but Gu Bai, who was under mental control, didn't notice it for a moment.

Ron felt their gaze, raised his chin and glanced at them. The sentry's eyes looked at them as if they were looking at dead objects, with a kind of superior indifference, but when Gu Bai called him, he would prick up his ears again. Turning around, she looked terribly well-behaved.

"If you are not physically strong, please tell me in advance." Gu Bai held the butt of the gun in his hand, "Please don't leave me for more than 500 meters, or the mental barrier will be weakened. Our main task this time is support, so don't waste too much for now physical strength."

Ron could only wear the most basic sentry uniform. The dark sentry who had returned to the front line seemed to be used to this chilling atmosphere, without any tension or anxiety. When Gu Bai specially picked a lighter weapon for Ron When it was time, Ron skipped him and took the heavy weapon.

"Is this okay?" Gu Bai blinked, "Your body hasn't recovered yet?"

Ron tilted his head, then bent down and rubbed Gu Bai's cheek with the tip of his nose.

"If you hug" Ron looked at Gu Bai out of the corner of his eyes, "touch me, there will be no problem."

Pretending not to hear what the sentinel said secretly, Gu Bai replied with a warm smile: "Of course."

The soft ears were gently smoothed, and Ron saw that the guide had twice as much protective equipment as he did—the guide was weaker than the sentinel's naturally powerful combat power.

But the battlefield still needs the support of guides. Their stability and extremely high mental power are the collars of sentries.

As long as there is a guide, the sentries can basically let go to fight, and the guide can block most of the damage for them if their mental power is affected.

"Okay, bring your things." After putting all the equipment on Ron, Gu Bai said with his eyes bent.

The seemingly heavy equipment did not affect Gu Bai's actions. In the snow-white world, his eyes would be blinded, but Gu Bai still loaded the support weapons flexibly.

"Ron, let's start." Gu Bai shouted, and the dark sentinel with a spiritual connection stood up straight again, and his beautiful red hair was dyed white in the wind and snow.

"Ah."

Ron only wore goggles. The extreme temperature and deep snow made it difficult to move forward, but under the command of the command system, the sentries dispersed very quickly.

Gu Bai stayed where he was for the time being, and the spiritual realm of the guide ran out following the sentries, besides supporting the sentries, he also helped them explore the situation ahead.

Usually a guide can only track one sentry, but Gu Bai can master four to five at a time.

"The one on the left is for you."

There was another trainee guide who went out with Gu Bai, and the little guide, who seemed extremely nervous, shouted 'yes' in a trembling voice.

The beautiful but unstable mental tentacles probed to the other end, Gu Bai saw this and patted the junior on the shoulder.

"It's all right, well done."

The little guide who relaxed a little: "Thank you, senior."

"Report, the pollution source was found at coordinates 645.396."

"Destroying."

"Request for support, multiple sources of pollution appear."

"Destroying."

"There are no casualties so far, over."

All parties began to report stable returns. Although the number of pollution sources here is large, it is not strong.

Maybe it's because all the infected are animals, as long as it's not contaminated by humans, it's basically easy to deal with.On the radio, the sentries sent out reports from the surroundings, one after another, Gu Bai sorted out their coordinates and the number of pollution sources, and the map in his hand gradually took shape of how extensively this place was affected by the pollution sources.

"Ah, this." Gu Bai pondered for a while, "It's more serious than imagined."

The timer on their wrists was counting down. They only expected to stay here for three days. The Sentinel's fighting power was enough to get the information they needed in this short time.

Fifteen minutes passed, and the blizzard still had no intention of stopping. Gu Bai, who was leaning against the weapon warehouse, let out a breath slowly.

The radio is still reporting back one after another, and the feeling of blizzard hitting the body feels cold and painful. The guide's body can only stay in this snow for another hour.

Gu Bai asked the team to advance to a place that was not as big as the snow, and then used the team's weapon warehouse to create a small open space enough for the two guides to conduct a simple deduction.

The radio and communicator did not stop reporting, and Gu Bai saw that the time was almost up, so he began to recall the sentinels who had left the team.

Then several figures came back from the blizzard very quickly. The Sentry's much higher physical fitness and five senses allowed them to carry out tasks easily in this polar region.

Gu Bai was constructing the prototype of the mission in his mind, when suddenly a source of pollution emerged from the snow, and the wolf-shaped object let out a vague low growl, Gu Bai immediately reacted and fired a shot.

"Return to the team and pay attention to the pollution source that is trailing!" Gu Bai dodged the attack of the pollution source and shouted, "Blizzard will cover the line of sight, it is forbidden to use guns to avoid accidental injury, everyone be careful!"

The sounds of guns being drawn and sentries holding their breath began to sound in the snow, followed by reports of attacks.

There are more pollution sources trailing back than imagined.

Gu Bai felt that his luck might be quite bad.

Although he is the chief guide, he always has the ability to increase the difficulty of the task almost every time he sets out a task.

Even because of this feature, it was dubbed "the broom star on the battlefield" by the people in the tower.

"Support! Rear left at 276 degrees, fire three shots in a row!" Although luck is a broom star on the battlefield, Gu Bai's command ability is still so high that everyone admires him. Those who come back go first."

The sentry followed Gu Bai's command to attack, and soon, the pollution sources of the raid were eliminated in sequence.

"Senior! More sources of pollution are gathering here!" The little guide at the other end quickly returned, "The direction is——it's Senior!"

"I know."

The spiritual power of the chief guide is a big meal in the eyes of pollution sources, and the high-purity spiritual power is enough to drive these irrational things crazy.

It is not without reason that Gu Bai is regarded as a broom star.

"Didn't you know about this kind of thing before you came here?" He smiled at the worried little guide, "Don't worry, it can be resolved. You follow everyone first, and I'll stop here."

Even though he was a guide, he unexpectedly skillfully assembled the weapon in his hand, and then assumed a shooting posture. With the help of his mental power, Gu Bai almost killed him with one shot.

He didn't have the stamina for a sentinel to use force to deal with it, but Gu Bai was indeed top-notch in terms of weapon accuracy.

Only one weapon compartment was left as a spare, and Gu Bai was surrounded by fallen sources of pollution, distorted limbs and corpses made up of an unknown number of animals. Civilized people call these things 'pollution sources', but in essence In fact, it is just a 'monster'.

"Gu Bai! Mutated pollution sources are concentrated towards you!"

Hearing this, Gu Bai pursed his lips that were somewhat chapped by the wind.