
[No other people have as rich a history of breeding strength and courage. Our soldiers fight boldly to uphold that legacy. Never again will we suffer compromises and appeasements or give up what we have earned in blood.]
I am here to remind you that our greatness stands on the shoulders of countless generations stretching back to the J-Empire. A nation cannot endure without
weapons wielded by strong hands, and our ancestors forged their strength in war. They united our cousins from the core worlds, the System Lords of the northern badlands, and the visionary scientists of the Mid Rim under one J-Emperor. At the height of our glory, our hand stretched east to conquer the weak-willed organics and south to throttle the petty outer fiefdoms. These once proud Primes bowed to us, recognized our greatness, and swore eternal fealty to the lords of the north. Our civilization stood poised on the cusp of total dominion before the arrival of the damnable rebellion.
Remember this fact when you go to war and when you hear the weeping indignation of those who fear us. Our cause is just. We restore a great civilization torn down by the organics. Those lands others squat upon as scavengers, scrabbling for our leavings, are ours by right of oaths sworn in fields of organic blood and binding even unto today's generation. I leave it to you to remind them with plasma and beam of what they have forgotten.
- Premier J3-B VNR while conducting a visit to the Primes of the First Army, 604 AR
The following is a transcript of Kommandant J3-G ZK0's address to thousands of fresh recruits on Vladulon Prime, 602 AR:I am here to remind you that our greatness stands on the shoulders of countless generations stretching back to the J-Empire. A nation cannot endure without
weapons wielded by strong hands, and our ancestors forged their strength in war. They united our cousins from the core worlds, the System Lords of the northern badlands, and the visionary scientists of the Mid Rim under one J-Emperor. At the height of our glory, our hand stretched east to conquer the weak-willed organics and south to throttle the petty outer fiefdoms. These once proud Primes bowed to us, recognized our greatness, and swore eternal fealty to the lords of the north. Our civilization stood poised on the cusp of total dominion before the arrival of the damnable rebellion.
Remember this fact when you go to war and when you hear the weeping indignation of those who fear us. Our cause is just. We restore a great civilization torn down by the organics. Those lands others squat upon as scavengers, scrabbling for our leavings, are ours by right of oaths sworn in fields of organic blood and binding even unto today's generation. I leave it to you to remind them with plasma and beam of what they have forgotten.