Jan 17 , 2026
Water boiling in the engine room. Smoke choking the decks. Alarms screaming over the Pacific dawn. Commander Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston, eyes burning into the sea haze, clu...
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Jan 15 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood alone on the bridge of USS Samuel B. Roberts. The horizon burned red with shells and fire. Every man’s life hinged on a decision he made in seconds. Enemy cruisers bearing dow...
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Jan 14 , 2026
Smoke choked the horizon. The deafening roar of 18-inch guns erupted, tearing through the morning mist. Amid the chaos, one destroyer steamed straight into hell—her captain standing calm, determine...
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Jan 11 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Johnston, eyes sharp, heart harder than the steel under his hands. The horizon was a mosaic of smoke and fire—Japanese battleships and cruisers loomed, wi...
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Jan 08 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of USS Samuel B. Roberts as the sea boiled with death and fire. Eleven Japanese warships barreled toward him—monsters of steel outnumbering his crew nearly ten t...
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Jan 01 , 2026
Ernest E. Evans stood on the bridge of the USS Johnston, eyes locked on the hellstorm ahead. Twelve enemy cruisers and destroyers tearing through the Pacific mist, their guns spitting fire like dev...
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