Dear citizens of the Slavic Federation! Brave pioneers of outer space! Hard working colonists, geneticists, engineers, cyberneticians!
The last year we spent at home is over. In a few months, we'll leave our planet and go on a search of happiness for other peoples of Earth. For many years we tortured our planet, robbed her, depleted the natural resources of both the surface and the underground. How many plants and animals have disappeared from the face of the Earth forever?
The Red Book is bigger than all volumes of the Great Soviet Encyclopedia combined, and it is entirely our fault.
Remember, how many people died when the last drop of gasoline was consumed by a car engine in the Russian Federation. It was also the last straw for the peoples of Eurasia, who regained their senses and created an alliance, which was later called the Slavic Federation. We have gone through a lot. Do you know at least one nation, who has experienced so many hardships? No! Who could survive three revolutions in one century? Who persevered through the flames of four World Wars? Who didn't go down with the rest of the world, when the sea level rose higher than stocks of fishing plants? Nobody but us, Slavs! Nobody.
We turn to the heritage of our Golden Age. The first satellite in orbit, the first man in space, the first extraterrestrial colony, the first flight beyond the Kuiper Belt. All our history is the eternal triumph of mind over stupidity, greed and anger. Ever since the first man timidly looked beyond our common cradle - since that time we was destined to move forward. And up!
A lot of difficulties await us. The planet, to which our expedition will be sent, is hardly even studied. What awaits us in our new home? It's not important! We are ready for anything. Our microbiologists shall vanquish the extraterrestrial viruses. Our ecologists will create marvellous colonies. Our astrophysics will subdue an alien planet and hand it over to mankind. And if other expeditions don't withstand the competition with the universe, we shall rescue them from death and give them shelter under a common roof.
However, the time of disputes has finally passed. We know the main strength of the Slavic Federation. Comparing to foreign counterparts, our space stations are a generation ahead, and our machines allow us to create incredibly precise equipment. But will we survive without the support of our planetary comrades? Will we forget our past without the historians of Franco-Iberia? Will we quail in the face of alien fauna without the hardened soldiers of Buenos Aires? Will we get bogged down in sin with the spiritual guidance of the Kavithan Protectorate? No, we will have to work together for the betterment of whole mankind.