"They've breached the stronghold!"
On the screen, the battlefield commander's face was filled with horror as he reported, while several soldiers behind him were knocked down, wailing in agony. The engineer's abdomen expanded, secreting dark green liquid, enveloping the soldiers. Their flesh dissolved visibly.
A soldier was pinned to the ground, with three or four Daoists pulling at her arms and legs, tearing them apart under her terrified gaze, splattering crimson across the screen.
Chaos unfolded everywhere on the battlefield, as the lines were torn to shreds by the Insect Race's claws.
"Organize your soldiers to resist!" A warrant officer shouted at the commander.
"They're all dead, we can't stop them, their numbers are too overwhelming. This war isn't worth continuing."
The commander murmured in a daze,
He turned around, facing the flood of Insect Race breaking through the defenses, raising the gun to hold it against his chin.
