Wait until you hear about mushrooms. This one tastes great. This one will send you to a deep mind state for an afternoon. This one will melt your liver. They all look the same.
In the alley, the dragon in hand, he approached the blackened nest. It had broken open. Singed wasps wrenched and flipped on the asphalt.
He saw the thing the shell of gray paper had concealed. Horror. The spiral birth factory, stepped terraces of the hatching cells, blind jaws of the unborn moving ceaselessly, the staged progress from egg to larva, near-wasp, wasp. In his mind's eye, a kind of time-lapse photography took place, revealing the thing as the biological equivalent of a machine gun, hideous in its perfection. Alien. He pulled the trigger, forgetting to press the ignition, and fuel hissed over the bulging, writhing life at his feet.
When he did hit the ignition, it exploded with a thump taking an eyebrow with it.
Been playing Disco Elysium again and seeing this makes me wonder if a wasp, given ceramic armor and an automatic weapon, would destroy a bee hive all by itself or if the bees would fuck up that wasp.
The bees would still overcome the wasp, assuming it's a large hive. The wasp will have practical limitations on the amount of ammunition for the weapon (also the question of whether it can reload before getting swarmed) and the ceramic armour won't help against the bees massing together to form a ball of bees around the wasp and overheating it until it dies.
Edit: Apparently it depends on the type of bees as to whether they do the heat ball of death thing, so your mileage may vary.