Shert come to oneself in a jail. He lay on a straw floor. His butt was sore from a bullet wound.272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0NNKjihDVb
Three people were sitting in the corner playing dice and drinking beer.
"Beer!" he groaned.272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFxs5SIVo9n
"What is your bet?"272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXWb7nQGDSG
"My life!"272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaAesfU6pyY
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.272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9AvhbpaHuD
Shert was lucky. He won:272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaVxlHpoTXu
- whip, shackles and other prison rubbish272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFGX1LIckZA
- chief's harem272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnbTmaZFQo5
- and the prison itself
Soon a lorry with military police and a colonel drove up to the prison.272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd0kqJtzzTZ
"This is a private property, trespassing is prohibited!" Shert shouted from the window.272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMK0TI9xuvY
"Shert! Let's play, you'll bet your life!" The colonel called on to him.272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFKAmM6SY6y
"What will your bet?" Shert demanded.272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP4oCPasqyS
"Iraq!" the answer was.
