"Captain, traces of the Insect Race have been found ahead. Should we continue moving forward?" asked the woman with glasses and a high ponytail, looking at the last image displayed on the screen in her hand.
"Which force does it belong to?"
The youthful-looking captain gazed into the distance and asked.
"It's probably not the natives. The ones who destroyed the equipment earlier were very fast humans, likely wanting to avoid more information being discovered," the woman with glasses continued.
"Oh?"
The young man smiled immediately; his face lit up with an incredibly bright smile. He said, "Then let's go and attack. The early-stage Insect Race is the weakest. If we don't give them time to develop and fight wars for survival, the Insect Race can't develop at all and will have no resistance."
