Oct 31 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood at the helm of the USS Johnston with fire in his eyes and steel in his grip. The horizon bled with smoke and flame as a merciless enemy fleet bore down on his tiny destroyer. ...
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Oct 31 , 2025
Smoke chokes the sky. Shells scream overhead. The USS Evans burns, crippled, but off its shattered bridge, Commander Ernest E. Evans stands firm, eyes sharp, mantra steady: Fight to the last man an...
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Oct 31 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans gripped the wheel of his destroyer, USS Samuel B. Roberts, amid the chaos of dawn. Radar jammed. Explosions thundered from every quarter. Enemy battleships loomed like gods of death...
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Oct 30 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Samuel B. Roberts (DE-413), the dawn of October 25, 1944 broken by the roar of Japanese warships closing in like death incarnate. Against impossible odds,...
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Oct 30 , 2025
The sky cracked open with fire, and there he was — commanding a small cruiser against a fleet meant to obliterate him. Ernest E. Evans didn’t blink. The USS Samuel B. Roberts was a glorified destro...
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Oct 30 , 2025
Smoke choked the sky. The deafening war cries of steel and fire surrounded us. Captain Ernest E. Evans gripped the wheel of the USS Johnston, heart hammering like a war drum. There was no backing d...
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