The memoirs of Elischer Gyula, Budapest on December 24:
“The morning near the highway Vienna, Budapest Nyergesújfalu retreated under the trees in front of an airplane
We had a car wheel cserlkbu at about two o’clock in the afternoon a plane back to us and machinegun us
Again it was a flat tire and spare wheel to the absence of a straw so we got to cram in Óbuda, where the tire disintegrated
I went on foot to the headquarters where I arrived before dark, bloody broke my leg in riding boots
Only the compulsory servicemen were the tribes of the century headquarters and everyone went home on Christmas eve
Slightly I rested when I called the phone: it was the youth leader on the line and told me that the Russians had broken through the Eastern of the Danube and only Hármashatárhegy there is also a road where it can be reached from Budapest. They start the evacuation of the youth to the west, and with youth organizations at midnight and if I want to join the battalion will be called back at 10 pm
I gave the order to immediately return all the Battalion of the unit, and the squadrons to be ready to leave their quarters
Even before I left, so I talked to my mother that we will meet on Christmas Eve at my godmother: I arrived late on a small Christmas tree with candles already lit when I arrived.
The saw how tired I am embraced by agreeing dinner sleep, deep sleep
Large explosion woke up from the sleep, a fell down a mine in the thereabout.
Quietly we passed each other gifts and had dinner quickly, no one talked sokat.My mother felt that something was wrong, I admitted that Russians closed around Budapest
The doorbell rang, the car waiting for me, I said goodbye quickly”
