Dec 17 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood alone on the bridge of USS Samuel B. Roberts, his ship battered, under fire, shamefully outgunned. The enemy bore down—armored giants meant to carve the American line apart. Y...
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Dec 03 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood alone on the bridge of USS Samuel B. Roberts as enemy shells screamed past. The world burned around him—ships aflame, sailors bleeding, doom closing in. Against impossible odd...
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Nov 30 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Samuel B. Roberts, the thunder of enemy shells drumming across the sea. His destroyer escort was a pebble against a tidal wave of Japanese battleships and...
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Nov 21 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Samuel B. Roberts, a 1,200-ton destroyer escort, staring down a sea dark with death and steel. Before him, a Japanese fleet loomed—battleships, cruisers, ...
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Nov 08 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood alone on the bridge of USS Samuel B. Roberts. The sea churned like hell around him. Four enemy battleships. Six Japanese cruisers. A swarm of destroyers. They outgunned him. O...
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Nov 07 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood on the deck of USS Samuel B. Roberts, his ship bruised, battered, and bleeding oil under a blood-red sky. Around him, the shouts and thunder of naval war framed a desperate la...
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