Oct 27 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston, staring down a sea much darker than night itself—with enemy warships closing fast, Hell bent on destruction. No orders came that could have prep...
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Oct 27 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood alone on the bridge of USS Samuel B. Roberts, his ship a dagger thrust into a swirling storm of steel and fire. Around him, chaos bled into the sea—Japanese cruisers and battl...
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Oct 26 , 2025
The sea churned with fire and steel—explosions ripping through the dawn mist. The USS Evarts was sinking, but commanding Destroyer Escort Ernest E. Evans was still ordering guns to fire, engines fu...
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Oct 25 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood alone on a roiling sea of fire, his ship battered, outgunned, and surrounded by the might of the Imperial Japanese Navy. The USS Johnston’s decks shook under ferocious bombard...
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Oct 25 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood alone against a tidal wave of steel and fire. His ship, the USS Johnston—a destroyer barely 300 feet long—was the David to an armada of Goliaths: Japanese cruisers, battleship...
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