Just a good 'ol american red-neck "Knox" grew up and lived around Kentucky's Fort Knox. A gear-head and all around tinkerer he became a mechanic working on restoring old war-machines for the area's museums....
Then it happened. The event that changed the world. Them...
Fort Knox, being one of the most valuable forts in America was on high alert and pulled all available personnel into action, even drafting some civilians for extra help. As the undead surrounded the area it seemed like all hope was lost....
Seeing this inevitability coming Knox used his mechanical prowess to build his last ditch effort at survival. Taking his beloved pick-up truck and fusing it with a tank's tread assembly he made a half-tracks that he figured could take him to safety...
As chaos enthralled the base he took what weapons, ammunition and supplies he could and made his escape.... he drove his creation into the wilderness, making his home in the woods that he grew up hunting in. Figuring that the zombie hoards would be thickest where the human populations were greatest he made his survival by living off the land, only venturing into small towns in extreme circumstances to obtain fuel for his ride.....
Knox:
and his ride: