Dec 09 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans grasped the wheel of USS Samuel B. Roberts as if it were the last thread tethering him to life. Around him, hell roared—Japanese cruisers and battleships closed like ghosts from the...
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Dec 08 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston, eyes burning with the cold fire of defiance. The sea around him wasn't just water—it was a hellscape aflame with shells and steel. Enemy battles...
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Dec 05 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood alone on the deck of USS Johnston as the Japanese fleet surged like a tidal wave. His destroyer, a cigarette among battleships thunderous as gods, took every hit. Smoke choked...
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Dec 02 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on his bridge, eyes locked on the horizon, knowing death was coming. Ships larger than his small destroyer escort loomed like gods of war from the enemy fleet—hundreds of tons...
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Nov 27 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston. The horizon burned with fire and steel. Enemy battleships, cruisers, and destroyers swarmed around his tiny destroyer—outgunned, outmatched, but...
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Nov 19 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood alone against impossibility. His destroyer escort, the USS Johnston, was pummeled by a Japanese fleet three times its size. Amid the roar of guns and the whirl of torpedoes, E...
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