Shert come to oneself in a jail. He lay on a straw floor. His butt was sore from a bullet wound.231Please respect copyright.PENANA5mROPog6Jw
Three people were sitting in the corner playing dice and drinking beer.
"Beer!" he groaned.231Please respect copyright.PENANASMgzYmT9dK
"What is your bet?"231Please respect copyright.PENANAgv2CONuIRA
"My life!"231Please respect copyright.PENANAZSytaM5EWt
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.231Please respect copyright.PENANAmXV7XHtIgD
Shert was lucky. He won:231Please respect copyright.PENANAj5hpqEbhcf
- whip, shackles and other prison rubbish231Please respect copyright.PENANACvxTb2sJVw
- chief's harem231Please respect copyright.PENANAtJ1L8zDNbs
- and the prison itself
Soon a lorry with military police and a colonel drove up to the prison.231Please respect copyright.PENANAHHuxAwWe1X
"This is a private property, trespassing is prohibited!" Shert shouted from the window.231Please respect copyright.PENANAJOd9dX1Ve4
"Shert! Let's play, you'll bet your life!" The colonel called on to him.231Please respect copyright.PENANAjuzODXfuKX
"What will your bet?" Shert demanded.231Please respect copyright.PENANASn12cyzReG
"Iraq!" the answer was.