Shert come to oneself in a jail. He lay on a straw floor. His butt was sore from a bullet wound.273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk7h9simYLh
Three people were sitting in the corner playing dice and drinking beer.
"Beer!" he groaned.273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVJ8SZ6nYIb
"What is your bet?"273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBDhi8gK9VS
"My life!"273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOqTm2fhTvx
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.273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeMpgnyYTG3
Shert was lucky. He won:273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIY6idjspvX
- whip, shackles and other prison rubbish273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtmJNDBQ0M3
- chief's harem273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8dMhZ9Zg2N
- and the prison itself
Soon a lorry with military police and a colonel drove up to the prison.273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbVHSodc9X9
"This is a private property, trespassing is prohibited!" Shert shouted from the window.273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtBghU82R2K
"Shert! Let's play, you'll bet your life!" The colonel called on to him.273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNLFcUH8oIp
"What will your bet?" Shert demanded.273Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrvD1z2rlJh
"Iraq!" the answer was.
