Shert come to oneself in a jail. He lay on a straw floor. His butt was sore from a bullet wound.254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUIkC0CHoHt
Three people were sitting in the corner playing dice and drinking beer.
"Beer!" he groaned.254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuqCnCqhWjT
"What is your bet?"254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPi1NZGSRue
"My life!"254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb08bsUzkej
They rolled the dice, Shert won, they threw him a can. He drank it greedily.
The game were continuing. Soon the chief of the prison joined them.254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmqc3obo4O2
Shert was lucky. He won:254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡew7VCDwUla
- whip, shackles and other prison rubbish254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUTz6OQqwIS
- chief's harem254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6WrlRY1r7o
- and the prison itself
Soon a lorry with military police and a colonel drove up to the prison.254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxYU92x2WBX
"This is a private property, trespassing is prohibited!" Shert shouted from the window.254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBQREjRBawz
"Shert! Let's play, you'll bet your life!" The colonel called on to him.254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU9nBihgOgK
"What will your bet?" Shert demanded.254Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTROOPnFHBo
"Iraq!" the answer was.
