The glow of the monitors and the flickering lights illuminated the Bosa captain's grim face.
Just as all the Bosa crew members were trembling with fear, the captain suddenly let out a deflated sigh.
"Let's head back..."
The Bosa captain's mouthparts twitched slightly. The captain weakly waved both pairs of forelimbs, traced a perfect circle, and murmured, "Lord, we may lose this war..."
"S-sir," a Giant Stick Insect ventured cautiously. "We only failed to destroy their Antimatter Transport Ship. That doesn't mean we'll lose..."
"You don't understand." The Bosa captain lowered both pairs of forelimbs and gazed listlessly at the Antimatter Transport Ship receding into the distance under the drone fleet's heavy protection. "We can't win this war."
"Why?"
Another Giant Stick Insect asked indignantly, "They're just a lowly level four civilization. Our main fleet is about to break through their defenses. What could they possibly stop us with?"
"What could they stop us with?" The Bosa captain suddenly let out a piercing, shrill laugh.
"That Planetary Fortress!"
"Their attitude toward war!"
"Tell me, after all the wars you've fought, have you ever seen a species this insane?!" The Bosa captain's expression twisted, and the captain grabbed a nearby crew member, demanding an answer.
Yes, insane.
In the captain's eyes, insanity was the only word that could describe Human Civilization's attitude toward war.
Faced with their superior's question, the crew hesitated for a long time before slowly shaking their heads.
"I've never seen a species like this!" Terror flickered in the Bosa captain's eyes as the captain murmured, "Every one of them will choose without hesitation to blow up their warship and take the enemy down with them..."
"That should be impossible!"
"I can't imagine what sort of environment could have produced a civilization like this, a species like this!"