In those early days, the agents of the Iron Heel were clumsy in their methods.
They had much to learn and in the meantime our Fighting Groups weeded them out.

It was bitter, bloody work, but we were fighting for life and for the Revolution, and we had to fight the enemy with its own weapons.
Yet we were fair.

No agent of the Iron Heel was executed without a trial.

We may have made mistakes, but if so, very rarely.

The bravest, and the most combative and self-sacrificing of our comrades went into the Fighting Groups.