They did something naughty and took over the Poles' bit of the playground, so we told them off and hit them with a stick. They didn't like that and pushed us back.In the meantime they've occupied the French, Belgian and Dutch bits of the playground too.
Then they thought they would come into our bit of the playground and started throwing stones at us. We didn't like that, and it turned out that our stone throwing was better than their stone throwing, so they kept in their bit.
The next year, one of our mates in the next school over got kidney-punched by the Japs, so they joined us. That was a big mistake by the Japs, the mate in question is a really big lad. We helped them in their playground, and they helped us in ours. By that stage, we'd got a damned sight better at throwing much bigger rocks at the Germans in their part of the playground. But then again, they'd managed to do a number on a couple of areas in our bit; Coventry, Liverpool, London etc.
Well the time came and we said enough of this, and gathered up a lot of our blokes and crossed into their bit. We kicked their asses all the way back to their borders, and into their territory. In the meantime, to weaken their resolve and ability to fight back, we threw some almighty stones at them, and completely wiped out a couple of their areas (Hamburg, Dresden).
But they were bullies and needed to be stopped. They'd done the same thing 25 years earlier, and got off with a few lines rather than damned good caning. So this time, they were going to be fixed once and for all.
And they were. So fück 'em (and the Japs, who got a couple of meteors dropped on them).