Your Majesty, I Have Actually Read This Script!

Linhe, a veteran Warhammer, wakes up as Calx, an Astartes recruit. Facing the deepest despair in the universe, he discovered that he had a very disrespectful plug-in - he had the entire "Warhammer 40K" setting set in his mind. When his comrades chanted "loyalty to the emperor" and launched a death charge, he madly complained in his heart: "Don't charge! I know that plague drone, hit its exhaust port and shoot three times in a row!" When the Inquisitor questioned whether his tactics were "pure enough", he recited the Imperial Codex on the spot and rendered the Inquisitor speechless with his "flexible interpretation". When the insect wave flooded the world, he shouted into the communication channel: "Team 2, go to the left! They are afraid of fire! Also, who brought the insecticide?!" From being a questioned "outlier" to leading a bizarre fleet composed of space warriors, rebellious tech-priests, chatty think tanks, and even a group of orc mercenaries who thought he was "especially capable of making a big splash", Calx's survival philosophy is simple: Use the most outrageous operations to fight the toughest battles; use the harshest tactics to save those who can be saved. Until one day, the phantom on the golden throne whispered to him: "Variable, you are finally here." Only then did Kalkes realize that his journey through time might be the last time human civilization... Did not follow the script in this desperate universe.