Shert come to oneself in a jail. He lay on a straw floor. His butt was sore from a bullet wound.202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrGa3JZ1K4t
Three people were sitting in the corner playing dice and drinking beer.
"Beer!" he groaned.202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYyuhGvYJVL
"What is your bet?"202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbK2xzb0Dnh
"My life!"202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM7cwgNfdsj
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.202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHRbk4m1w1z
Shert was lucky. He won:202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0bAqE0k33F
- whip, shackles and other prison rubbish202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrCmtaPIUCa
- chief's harem202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMDeNpezvuo
- and the prison itself
Soon a lorry with military police and a colonel drove up to the prison.202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtePTCxREwH
"This is a private property, trespassing is prohibited!" Shert shouted from the window.202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmlPVkYwDbK
"Shert! Let's play, you'll bet your life!" The colonel called on to him.202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUizQFq5YtT
"What will your bet?" Shert demanded.202Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnOm2xC9CDT
"Iraq!" the answer was.
