Who is the greatest post-apocalyptic wasteland warrior of all time?

Is it Mad Max, the shotgun-toting ex-cop responsible for all post-apocalyptic environments since then resembling outback Australia? Is it Snake Plisskin, escapee from New York and Los Angeles and all-around bad-ass? John Connor, who will one day lead humanity to freedom from the genocidal Terminators? Could it be “Hell” Tanner, last of the Hell’s Angels, and the man who smashed through Damnation Alley? What about Judge Dredd, cutting a bullet-riddled swath through mutants and perps alike? Perhaps it’s J.C. Denton, nano-augmented assassin from the Deus Ex games, or Strelok, the ruthless Russian scavenger from STALKER who, alone, survives the perils of the Zone to penetrate Chernobyl—twice. And then, of course, there are the Chosen One and the two Vault Dwellers from the Fallout series, on whose lives the entire fate of humanity hinges. Which cigar-chomping, gun-blasting, squint-eyed hard case comes out on top when the radioactive dust settles and only a single wasteland warrior can stand victorious atop the heap of mangled bodies?