The person in question has given us the following information: I started my labour
service on May 11, 1942 in Tápiósüly where we dug
sewers standing in the chest-high water. Moreover after work we had exercise
too. It was forbidden to have visiting family
members and so was obtaining food
through them. If despite of this we managed to get some food
then Lieutenant
Kőszegi punished us in the cruellest way: he
compelled us to do exercise and trussed
people up. Sergeant
Forgács urged us to work by shooting
around our feet and hitting us with a rifle. butt. From here we were taken to Nagykáta where Lieutenant
Colonel
Muray
tortured people and hit us
in the face because the yellow star was never sewn on our clothes
in a proper way. Fifty-five of us were crammed into a very small
room; it was impossible to even move. We could wash
ourselves only in the canal. We had a lance
sergeant (unfortunately I do not know his name, all I know is that he used to be a
barber in the Pajor sanatorium in Budapest), who kicked and
beat people and did not allow us to report as sick.
From Nagykáta we
were taken to Ukraine. When we arrived at the station, the Hungarian
soldiers who were leaving for home made the following remark: They aren’t coming
back for sure...
The deputy commander of the company was Warrant
Officer
Leidl, who talked to the men in the rudest tone.
Lance
Sergeant
Bajor (a worker from a Pest brick factory) beat the people all the time and told us many times that we were all
going to perish. When we came home from work in
the evening, he even made us exercise. Lance Sergeant
Borza was a guard to labour service
company no. 101/11 and the whip never rested in his hands. Once we were leaving for
work at 7 am in double quick pace and I tripped and fell in the darkness.
Borza stepped up to me and while shouting that I
was a saboteur, he beat me to a pulp. Privates
Bottka and Bótha were also very cruel
to the labour servicemen. Later Warrant
Officer
Ligety (of Jewish descent) was appointed
commander of our company. He also committed a series of cruel
acts. He called upon the guards to torture
us and every so often he declared that on his list of priority number one was the Hungarian
soldier, number two was nobody, number three was nobody too and the Jew came only
after these: he also said that there was no other way to talk to the Jews only by a whip.
Cadet
Sergeant Fritz (a counterintelligence officer) took away all of our clothes. He beat people with a whip; he walked around with a whip in his hand.
On October 22, 1942
partisans attacked the village where we were accommodated. Forty-one
brothers-in-arms and me joined the partisans and fought the Germans. I was a partisan until November 10, 1943, then for three
months I worked as a physician. Later I was taken to another civilian hospital. Later I was sent to a one-month-long further training to Orel. I came back to Hungary with a mixed
transport through Romania.