Shert come to oneself in a jail. He lay on a straw floor. His butt was sore from a bullet wound.211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7LUyhJY7ne
Three people were sitting in the corner playing dice and drinking beer.
"Beer!" he groaned.211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡllt5yubxLw
"What is your bet?"211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5A2pgHmvir
"My life!"211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwFWbeaW9Bx
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.211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6QAlgDjWox
Shert was lucky. He won:211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ02A4ouITio
- whip, shackles and other prison rubbish211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDN05ILuScY
- chief's harem211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2zHiuWIKPE
- and the prison itself
Soon a lorry with military police and a colonel drove up to the prison.211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqoCHlrz1yy
"This is a private property, trespassing is prohibited!" Shert shouted from the window.211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtr6X1OzmoX
"Shert! Let's play, you'll bet your life!" The colonel called on to him.211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxxA1CqaMT4
"What will your bet?" Shert demanded.211Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwi7CVbpQmH
"Iraq!" the answer was.
