Shert come to oneself in a jail. He lay on a straw floor. His butt was sore from a bullet wound.167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhqqDUlo2Ni
Three people were sitting in the corner playing dice and drinking beer.
"Beer!" he groaned.167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVF8OSA91FO
"What is your bet?"167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeJyQAAVPmT
"My life!"167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQOzlmgo78g
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.167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHyNBsZn02X
Shert was lucky. He won:167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsplBbaWZ5Z
- whip, shackles and other prison rubbish167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMzDX0nefjN
- chief's harem167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDJlAbjRQRV
- and the prison itself
Soon a lorry with military police and a colonel drove up to the prison.167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpTUXuy5scs
"This is a private property, trespassing is prohibited!" Shert shouted from the window.167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq915S72tEY
"Shert! Let's play, you'll bet your life!" The colonel called on to him.167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfBgRJhgpBk
"What will your bet?" Shert demanded.167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGOG5Jrdaz6
"Iraq!" the answer was.
