We hop into the RV and begin our own upgrades, courtesy of the huntsman stores around. Crossbows and shit everywhere with a badass armor plating to prevent damage. The electricity on the inside works fine, and the van itself has enough beds for everyone. And by everyone I mean two beds meaning someone's going to have to sleep in the same bed as someone else, cuz the floor's cold as fuck.
"I dub thee, the G-RV. Mk I."