Dec 25 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of the USS Johnston, eyes burning through the smoky haze of dawn, knowing full well his ship was the smallest chink in an iron Japanese formation. No retreat. No...
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Dec 24 , 2025
The sea broke under a storm of steel. Against a typhoon of fire and fury, one destroyer fought as if it were a leviathan itself. The USS Johnston hounded the enemy force like a cornered wolf. At th...
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Dec 22 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on the deck of USS Johnston, the Pacific dusk burning red as the enemy closed in. His destroyer was a small flame against a tidal wave of steel and fire. Alone, outgunned, and...
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Dec 21 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood alone against the roaring inferno of steel and fire, his ship—the USS Johnston—torn and bleeding, but refusing to die. Overwhelmed. Outgunned. Outnumbered by a Japanese fleet ...
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Dec 12 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood alone on the bridge of the USS Johnston as the dawn cracked over Leyte Gulf. All around him, hell roared—Japanese battleships, cruisers, and destroyers looming like giants rea...
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Dec 12 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston, eyes locked on the horizon where death came cloaked in steel and fire. The roar of enemy battleships thundered in his ears. His destroyer was ou...
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