Feb 10 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood at the edge of hell, his ship battered, outgunned, surrounded. Explosions tore the sea and sky apart. His orders were simple: survive. His choice was raw courage. The destroye...
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Feb 05 , 2026
Smoke and fire swallowed the horizon. The USS Johnston burned beneath a hellstorm of shells, her decks buckling under impossible odds. Captain Ernest E. Evans stood on her bridge, eyes fixed on the...
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Jan 30 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston. The thunder of war crashed around him—a lone destroyer against a tidal wave of steel, fire, and death. His eyes never wavered. No hesitation. On...
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Jan 25 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of the USS Johnston, eyes burning with resolve. Hell roared all around him—planes screaming, shells screaming louder. The enemy was a fleet ten times their size,...
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Jan 23 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood alone on the bridge of the USS Johnston, eyes locked on a horizon burning with fire and death. Enemy warships poured overwhelming steel down on his 1,400-ton destroyer—twelve ...
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Jan 18 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston, his eyes storm-dark, gripping the wheel as hellfire rained around him. The sky bloomed red, tracers lanced through smoke, and the ocean churned ...
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