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I am proud to stand here, to be amongst the very men, whom I myself have deemed fit to be the heroes of England! There are three reasons of why you have volunteered to join the army. Most enlisted because of your homes and your family, some of you wouldn’t be anywhere else because you have an admirable sense of duty, and lastly all who are gathered here, every single one of you have earned the right to become real men. Judging from the confused response of some faces I can tell you aren’t scanning me. So I’ll tell you why you are real men. Many have deemed this specific mission as suicidal. As you may very well know the enemy out-number us 3 to 1, they out-gun us and even they out-flank us; in every way of the command book it looks grim. But real men say “To hell with the book, let’s get out there and fight!” And I stand here, a real man amongst others just like me ready to face the rotten scum at any cost. They may have out-gunned, flanked and whatever the hell their trying to pull off; but they will never beat our fighting spirit! I have seen from the London streets, innocent women and children being gunned down by some skinnies. I have witnessed entire hospitals full of wounded and sick being merciless bayoneted until not even the newborns are spared! Men, we must pull ourselves together, remember those who were lost, and who gave their lives to their country. It is our duty to remember; it is our duty to press on. Look at the man next to you. You are giving your life to him, and in turn it’s he entrusts his life with you. The army is a team of brothers; we stand and fight together as one unit. Every single person has a duty and performs that duty to the best of his ability. Where would we be without our truck drivers? How would our supplies get to us? If we didn’t have a quartermaster, we wouldn’t have anything to eat. It is my duty is to make sure that I get everyone of you guys back home alive. I will not succeed; but I’m damn gonna give it a heck of a try! Once, I witnessed a fierce confrontation between some of ours and a unit of Skinny elite, one of our men was stuck in a right rut I tell you, but our boys formed up and got him out of there safe and sound. The determination and courage you guys have makes me and your loved ones so proud. All of you are real men and have earned the right to call yourselves the sons of England. And I say ‘welcome to the army.’ Everyman in the army is a key link in a long chain. That chain, flexes and moves as one, each link pulling strength on one another to accomplish the job. When the chain is pulled together it is unbreakable. Every man has a duty, a job to accomplish, and I am confident that every one of you will achieve that goal. Those men fight because they are forced to; we fight because of our homes! Our families! We fight for England! So when you face the enemy, do not be afraid. Think of your loved ones and they will give you strength beyond any measure.
who will rise up to give him a good kick in between his legs? It will be us. I’d rather have 10 sons of England than 10 truckloads of skinnies! What we lack in numbers we multiply in fighting spirit.’ I want you guys to tell your kids AND grandchildren that ‘I served in the 2nd Army of England and here are my battle scars to prove it!’ When the dark hand of Satan himself comes knocking upon our doors. God himself! . I ask you. after this war is over and you guys get back home. a reminder to anyone who dares strike against our homes. friends and most important of all. families. the men of the 2nd Army! On with me! We will give them no quarter! We will make those filthy maggots wish they never set foot onto English soil! We will drive a dagger of hate so deep into their bowels that it will forever remain there.I almost feel sorry for those stinking scabweeds we’re up against. would you rather sit here and wait for the tanks to come rolling in through our walls? One day. When your grandchildren ask you what you did in the war you will NOT say ‘I hung around my house whilst the General and his troops did the dirty work.