For the Human Race military, the appearance of General-grade Insect Race members... really was not a big deal. The scale of this war was right there.
Most high-ranking military officials knew that more than a hundred Marshal-grade Insect Race members had appeared this time. By that estimate, there were probably close to a hundred thousand General-grade Insect Race members. Although Lower Dragon City was only the fourth-largest city on the main planet, it was currently under siege by several thousand General-grade Insect Race members.
Every General-grade Insect Race member could inflict tremendous harm upon the Human Race, and killing them required powerful weapons. Lower Dragon City's defense rating was somewhat lacking, and it did not have many powerful weapons, so they could only rely on the courage and sacrifices of the soldiers.
No matter what, a wounded General-grade Insect Race member was still excellent news for the Human Race. The higher-ups immediately arranged for someone to ask, "Can you tell what type of Insect Race member it is?"
The observation post hesitated before answering, "It seems to be a Shadow Wasp."
Strictly speaking, that name was not accurate. The wasp did not need shadows to hide; it simply possessed a spatial talent. "Wasp Assassin" would have been more fitting.
But Human Race soldiers truly hated dealing with these things. They found them sneaky and ghostlike, as though they walked within the darkness.
"Shadow Wasp?" The higher-ups' scalps nearly exploded when they heard those words. "Can you confirm that this is not a trap?"
"No," the observation post replied helplessly. After thinking for a moment, they added, "There have rarely been cases of Shadow Wasps serving as bait."
"Can you lock down the location?" The higher-up asked first, then sighed. "Forget it. Ammunition is precious. I'll personally lead people over. Send