Jan 30 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Samuel B. Roberts, two warships and half a dozen destroyers facing down a hellish armada. The enemy—a fleet of Japanese battleships, cruisers, and destroy...
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Jan 28 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston, eyes locked on a horizon painted with death and steel. The sea boiled with Japanese cruisers and battleships — monsters of war far outgunning hi...
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Jan 27 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood at the prow of the USS Samuel B. Roberts as the sun dawned on October 25, 1944. The sea stretched calm. What no man could see—but what every sailor would soon face—was an arma...
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Jan 26 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood alone before a storm of steel and fire. His ship, the USS Johnston, battered and bleeding, faced a fleet that should have crushed it. The enemy was overwhelming. Yet Evans hel...
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Jan 25 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston as the Pacific dawn broke. The air was thick with smoke and salt. Enemy warships loomed—battleships, cruisers, dozens strong. But he wouldn’t bud...
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Jan 25 , 2026
Ernest Edwin Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston, a single destroyer in a sea of fire and death. The horizon burned with enemy cruisers and battleships—machines of war far beyond his light cr...
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