Isolated Highway

There's a vehicle here. It's a very large, six-wheeled truck, with an extra axle at the rear, and heavy armour plating on every surface, painted in the greys and blacks of urban camouflage. At the rear there's a heavy door. Mounted on the top of the van is a round hatch with a light machine gun mounted on a ring-mount. It's also currently not moving, as it's got a puncture. The people within would normally get out and replace the wheel, and especially not continue driving until the tyre was shredded and the vehicle was so uncontrollable it hit a wreck on this mostly-deserted road. The vehicle's also pretty big; a combination of heavy goods vehicle and military transport,

Unfortunately, due to some extenuating circumstances, that's exactly what's happened, and the armoured van has stopped, perched awkwardly atop the burnt-out wreck of an old police car. Snuffling at the crash site is a massive rhino-like creature with a single huge horn on the end of its nose, with small eyes and thick skin. There's a crossbow bolt stuck in its hide, just behind the head, but it seems not to have noticed the wound. The creature- a krushok- is nearly twice the size of the van, heavy enough its footsteps crack the tarmac road surface.

Three wrecks nearby- a bus that's been ripped in two, a hatchback and a small lorry- all bear scars from the massive horn, though thus far the military-looking truck has avoided a direct charge from the monstrous opponent. That might not last long, however.