Pilot the Titan

"In short, if there's anyone or any important equipment you want to take with you, do it quickly. Once the nuclear bombs fall and the planet is destroyed, it'll be too late."

After Inquisitor Thraxol said his final piece, Li Qinwu left the office and returned to the Hideout.

He sat on the bed, deep in thought. Was a human planet with a population of fifty billion really about to be destroyed?

Was there truly no way to stop it?

He leaned against the pillow, took out a personal terminal, and searched the comments on his novel for a solution.

Reader A: Pilot the Titan, Old Fart Li! When are you going to pilot the Titan?

Reader B: Everyone knows that if a gun appears in a movie, it has to go off. So when are you going to pilot the Titan, Old Fart Li?

Reader C: The author thinks he's being subtle, but everyone knows Old Fart Li is going to pilot the Titan. Come on, get to it already.

Li Qinwu sprang off the bed and slapped his thigh.

"That's right! The Titan! The Reaver Titan! That thing could go toe-to-toe with an Ork Stompa!"

Inspiration struck. The comments section really was full of brilliant ideas!

He was about to look for instructions on piloting a Titan when a call connected to his room. It was Tech-Priest Busi.

"My lord, Iron Skull Archmagos asked me to find out where you've gone.

"Small groups of Orks have appeared outside the Titan Temple's steel walls. Iron Skull Archmagos is concerned that their main force may reach the temple, so he's reinforcing its defenses.

"If you're available, my lord, please come to the Fitting Workshop and stand by near your Knight Mech."

Ever since the Stompa appeared and the Astra Militarum