We laughed. I laughed.
“Oh, brother,” Michelangelo muttered. “A comedian, he’s not.”
According to our Commander, the first order of business was to liquidate Russian armored cars and tanks in this part of the city. He had maps of central Budapest identifying the main roads the Russians used to enter Budapest. Üllői Avenue was one. It was a long road running all the way from the airport to the heart of the city, cutting through hundreds of intersection, including József Boulevard by the Killián Barracks on one corner, and the hidden Corvin Theater on the other. Because of my father’s mail route, I was pretty familiar with this section of Üllői Avenue.
Mustache concluded by saying that we must strike swiftly and decisively, when and where we can. Our hit and run tactics could take us to L
