Shert come to oneself in a jail. He lay on a straw floor. His butt was sore from a bullet wound.221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDWbQzyG7Qp
Three people were sitting in the corner playing dice and drinking beer.
"Beer!" he groaned.221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0EHergFDD7
"What is your bet?"221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnrDajpcPJz
"My life!"221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Q3q616EVp
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.221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZo74oCpOSh
Shert was lucky. He won:221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡklixVXyLBR
- whip, shackles and other prison rubbish221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8pMwINRChT
- chief's harem221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOzkLjQl7Mt
- and the prison itself
Soon a lorry with military police and a colonel drove up to the prison.221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7ggZNyPtln
"This is a private property, trespassing is prohibited!" Shert shouted from the window.221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbGXLpyz8r9
"Shert! Let's play, you'll bet your life!" The colonel called on to him.221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa0IhEFRVfg
"What will your bet?" Shert demanded.221Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvWpLJWoTzL
"Iraq!" the answer was.
