Shert come to oneself in a jail. He lay on a straw floor. His butt was sore from a bullet wound.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡawVLqC361F
Three people were sitting in the corner playing dice and drinking beer.
"Beer!" he groaned.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKHRINzXyha
"What is your bet?"229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7BQ9MIsZD1
"My life!"229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7RYZuEEvan
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.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCDdSNeanJM
Shert was lucky. He won:229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1LIYqbGohr
- whip, shackles and other prison rubbish229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5xNRWQoCah
- chief's harem229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIpdQjUIlHw
- and the prison itself
Soon a lorry with military police and a colonel drove up to the prison.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgqf345qoVD
"This is a private property, trespassing is prohibited!" Shert shouted from the window.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeBar9cDOFX
"Shert! Let's play, you'll bet your life!" The colonel called on to him.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡku0Z2eibWl
"What will your bet?" Shert demanded.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHYPSYos16J
"Iraq!" the answer was.
