问题
多项选择题
选择合理的运输方式必须考虑（）。
A.进出口货物的性质和特点
B.运量的大小、运输路程的远近
C.市场需求的缓急、运输费用的高低
D.气候与自然条件
E.法令制度的规定以及国际政治形势的变化
答案
参考答案：A, B, C, D, E
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选择合理的运输方式必须考虑（）。
A.进出口货物的性质和特点
B.运量的大小、运输路程的远近
C.市场需求的缓急、运输费用的高低
D.气候与自然条件
E.法令制度的规定以及国际政治形势的变化
参考答案：A, B, C, D, E
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