developed an excellent rapport with a number of senior Red Army officers, but the topic of politics or the future of Romania rarely arose. It certainly didn’t come up with soldiers in the streets, who, rather than an army of occupation, more closely resembled a mob of pillagers and rapists. Until the Soviet high command began to impose some measure of order, members of the OSS team frequently saw Red Army transport trucks trundling down the boulevards of Bucharest laden with stolen furniture, maneuvering through an obstacle course of drunken Soviet soldiers passed out in the streets.
