“Oh，shit！”

"It can't be!"

"T, it's not funny, you must be joking, aren't you?"

"Maybe it's a scam message?"

In a week's time, the global audience of moviegoers is conservative to tens of millions to hundreds of millions.

If you draw a thousand people from tens of millions of miles, that is one in tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

This odds are not much different from winning the lottery.

How can this not be suspicious?

But then, a follow-up message popped up: "Dear beta player 'Titan', we have sent the download link of the game to your mobile phone, please download the game as soon as possible and bind your account." ”

"We will send you a set of exclusive game hardware for Anno Craft, please choose the right time to receive the goods and provide the delivery address."

Seeing this information, Soldier T was a little dazed for a moment.

"Hurry up and bind, brother!"

"No, no, brother, it's a good opportunity, you can sell it! Then you can buy a farm, isn't that your dream? ”

"Don't sell it, T, if you sell it, I'll look down on you!"

His comrades-in-arms, excitedly unable to help themselves, gossiped beside them, and came up with crazy ideas.

"Bind now, soldier!" The middle-aged officer's face was very serious, "Besides, I went to the toilet just now, and I don't know what's going on at all!" ”

After saying that, the middle-aged officer walked towards the toilet.

Soldier T was stunned for a moment, exchanged a few glances with his comrades, and suddenly realized something.

A member of the Marines who licks the blood with a knife head.

While they put prioritizing glory, faith, and loyalty above their lives, they also understand that the state they serve is far from perfect.

Those in power can do anything in order to climb up.

Such a precious place, if it is not bound, the result will of course not be sold, but will be taken back by the troops, and then he will be thrown a little favor, not even a small favor.

"Bind it, T!"

"Yes, bind it!"

"Don't be cheap, those soft ass politicians and bureaucrats!"

Soldier T licked his lips again, took out his phone, clicked the download button, and started downloading the client.

This client is not big, in fact, someone has unwrapped the client and found that it is just a live video software.

A few minutes later, another prompt popped up on Soldier T's phone: "Dear Player Titan, you have linked your account and turned on biometric authentication, and from now on this account will be limited to you." This account cannot be transferred or inherited, and if something happens to you, your account will be reclaimed. ”

"Welcome to the world of Anno Craft, we recommend that you fill in the shipping address now and claim the game's exclusive hardware."

"Wow......" The soldiers gathered around Soldier T, looking at the screen with envy and helplessness.

Once this thing is bound, no one else can use it and log in except for the binder himself, and it is impossible for them to experience it even if they want to.

"Shit luck kid!"

"Be sure to get him drunk at night!"

"Damn it, shit!"

"This guy is shit! Shit! ”

A group of soldiers rushed up and pressed Soldier T to the ground and blasted him.

The middle-aged officer walked over from the direction of the bathroom, coughed, and said, "Assemble!" What just happened? ”

Seeing that the middle-aged officer pretended not to know anything, the soldiers looked amused.

But since the chief asked, he had to answer.

"Report sir, Sergeant Taryn has been offered a closed beta spot!" A soldier who looked like a squad leader said.

"What? I'll report it right away! The officer took out his cell phone.

A minute later, the officer hung up the phone and said with a serious face: "Soldier, please hand over your mobile phone, I will keep it from now on." ”

Soldier Taryn handed over his phone.

"I'll do everything I can to help you keep this spot." The officer patted him lightly on the shoulder, and then said, "Disband, report back to the camp before dawn!" ”

Seeing the officers leave, the soldiers were in an uproar again.

"Sir, can you get this phone back?"

"Are they really going to take our spot?"

"What to do? What can we do? ”

"Damn, those bureaucrats know how to step on our corpses and climb up, and now they even want to take away our chance!"

Although the account belonged to Tyron, at this moment, the soldiers felt that they had been violated.

"Now, we can only hope that Anno Craft's verification is rigorous enough that it won't be cracked......" Taryn whispered.

Until now, his body was still trembling slightly.

As a member of the bottom of the nut state, he grew up in the slums, moved through various foster homes since he was a child, and when he was almost an adult, he was caught for a burglary, and there were only two options waiting for him, either to go to jail or to join the army.

And he chose to join the army.

In the barracks, he began to transform into another person, but the sensitivity and suspicion in his bones still cannot be erased.

And from childhood to now, his greatest luck is to get this account.

Let him choose, another life.

But at this moment, is this account also going to be taken away?

The feeling of being completely unable to control your own destiny and having to wait is actually very unpleasant.

Next, the theater arranged a review for them.

It's just that the whole process is boring, and many people are out of the world.

Even the squad leader who took over the command could not be harsh on his soldiers.

Today, one day, they've experienced so many subversive things.

After the review, they were not in the mood to drink and celebrate, and went directly back to the camp.

A day passed.

Two days passed.

They were in the camp, and the news was not very smooth, but the newspapers were full of reports.

The account of "Anno Battle" was sold to a terrible sky-high price.

The new round of battles in "Anno Battle" is about to start in three days.

Anno Craft's closed beta players have entered the game one after another, ready to fight.

No game has ever gotten as much attention as Anno Craft, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with them.

A day passed.

Two days passed.

It wasn't until the early morning of the third day that the officer came to Tyron's quarters and ordered with a solemn face: "Soldier, follow me!" ”

Taryn followed him to the conference room, where he found seven or eight officers seated, each with shiny epaulettes.

In front of them, there is a set of gaming equipment.

"Soldier, with the approval of your superiors, you are allowed to enter Anno Craft and participate in the battle. And we will be your advisors and logistics team. ”

"Huh?" Truth be told, Taryn was scared.

Such a high-level consultant and logistics regiment?