Jiang Yan finished speaking and retrieved a red snow sled from the Space.
The sled was designed for one person in the front and another in the back, not very large but slim and long, made of a very light, cold-resistant metal.
Looking at the logo, it was from a brand near the Kingdom of the North Poles.
Song Qian and Ye Qing's eyes suddenly lit up:
"Jiang Yan, how many of these sleds do you have?"
"Same specification, 9 sleds."
Song Qian: "9 sleds? That's 18 seats! Enough for several doctors, and we can still squeeze some supplies on top. The edges can also be tied with goods—" he said, lifting the sled with one hand, "Not heavy, I can pull 1-2 sleds by myself."
The distance of 15 km, according to their special forces training before the apocalypse, was just a matter of two hours.
Now with the snow and ice outside, progress is impeded, without considering attacks from mutated animals, four hours should be sufficient.
