Intercepted Broadcast on bands 1003-2849

[RmJ]

There comes a time where old blood grins away into the very genesis it births from. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, and sweat to rain. It is grievous hearts I must confide with my Constables that our brothers who we have served before are now dead. Their honor has not been carried on through the generation they left behind. As it is said, from dust to dust. Their honor is now the red in our banner. Their sacrifice is our chant. The men we flew with are now angels guiding our every move. They were murdered by sick, twisted, gnashing, tormentors of the leadership of the Red Hessian Army. A leadership that would kill their own and disgrace their service by breaking a former blood bond.

This is the tale of the times my people. The Foundation has been preaching this era for hundreds of years! It is not but the very door we've open and there the enemy is lurking in the shadows! The arrogant, the proud, the greedy, and the scorn are all there waiting for you to let your guard down. They're your leaders from every government and every organization! Presidents all the way down to local mayors. They're all corrupt! They are all keeping you bonded to the system in which they control every aspect of your life. Soon they will take your life at their leisure and take your children away! You will be forced to eat dust and watch as your entire values be destroyed. This is the evil we're fighting against!

Do not forget your brothers and sisters who've died before you! They've died, and the Hessians who served with us, so that today when you hear my voice you have the ability to fight. That when I call upon who is friend or foe you will know what to do. Hundreds of years the fallen have paved the road for you! They've paved this road to this very day! To this very message.

This era is over, a new era has begun, and the trumpets sound the trembling call of freedom.

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