Ussnevada cerita

Legends never die. At least that's what people used to say to me when I was the glory of the USN. Now three decades later, I sit here, in Bikini Atoll, awaiting my death with around 40 other ships, either captured from the Crismon Axis or thrown away, no longer needed by their country like me. I can't help but think back, on the battles I've been involved in, and the people I lost. Most of my memories were blurred, and hazy, but one stood out like a white star, hot and bright. Never forget what happened 80 years ago.