Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
Jinx Ship To The Rescue when we got back ... well...." Strike shook his head. "She's gone to the Bureau of Ships with a T.R.S. Aphrodite , butt of the Space Navy. She's got something terrific in her guts and only Planet Stories Winter 1948. the pages marked "Canalopolis, Mars." the mushy landing ramp toward the grounded spaceship. Visibility was dropping fast, and soon porto-sonar sets would have to be used to find they sloshed through the mud toward the ancient monitor. The scaly bulk of the Tellurian Rocket Ship Aphrodite unhappily into the thick air above the two men as they reached the fat spaceship. on the Aphrodite . She generally sent them Earthside with nervous breakdowns in half that time. "Tell me, Captain," continued Cob curiously, "how does it happen section-lines to take on a bunch of colonists I thought were in routine post and loaded up on colonists." He shrugged. "Wrong guess. No Aphrodite's nether belly meet any Ambassadors or Admirals with her, either." carry the mail, I suppose. And that's about all that's expected of her." Cob shrugged philosophically. "Better than tanking that stinking rocket fuel, anyway. Deep space?" Strike shook his head. "Venus-Mars." Cob scratched his chin speculatively. "Perihelion run. Hot work." Strike was again looking at the spaceship's unprepossessing exterior. years back in the period immediately preceding the Ionian Subjugation Incident. She had been designed primarily for atomics, with a surge-circuit set-up for interstellar flight. At least that was the planner's view. In those days, interstellar astrogation was in its Aphrodite's launching the surge-circuit was hailed as the very latest in space drives. , the Andromeda , and the prototype ... old Aphrodisiac. The three vessels had gone into action off Callisto after the Phobos Raid had set off hostilities between the Ionians and the Solarian Combine. exploded. The Andromeda ruptured fission chamber and spewing gamma rays in all directions. And the Aphrodite's starboard tubes blew, causing her to spend her store of vicious energy spinning like a Fourth of July pinwheel under 20 gravities until all her interior fittings ... including crew were a tangled, pulpy mess within her pressure hull. The Aphrodite was refitted for space. And because it was an integral a workhorse, growing more cantankerous with each passing year. She carried personnel.... She trucked ores. She ferried skeeterboats and tanked rocket fuel. Now, she would carry the mail. She would lift from Venusport and jet to Canalopolis, Mars, without delay or variation. Regulations, tradition and Admiral Gorman of the Inner Planet Fleet required it. And it was now up to David Farragut Strykalski III to see smartly as Strike and Cob stepped through the valve. Strike felt vaguely uncomfortable. He knew, of course, that at least a third of the personnel on board non-combat vessels of the Inner Planet this ... ship 'Aphrodite'?" bulkhead. Cob followed. He trailed his Captain through a jungle of chrome piping to the main control panels. Strike sank into an acceleration chair in front of the red DANGER seal on the surge-circuit flying-bridge. "But she's home to us, anyway." hugging the ports and cutting off all view of the field outside. Strike reached for the squawk-box control. "Now hear this. All officer personnel will assemble in the flying T.R.S. Aphrodite were in conference with the Captain when Cob and the girl at his side reached the flying obvious trimness of her figure. Strike's back was toward the bulkhead, and he was addressing the others. "... and that's about the story. We are to jet within 28,000,000 miles of Sol. Orbit is trans-Mercurian hyperbolic. With Mars in opposition, we have to make a perihelion run and it won't be pleasant. But I'm astrogation has to be accurate to within twenty-five miles plus or minus the shortest route. And there'll be no breaking orbit. Now be certain that the refrigeration units are checked, Mister Wilkins, especially in the hydroponic cells. Pure air is going to be important." "That's about all there is to tell you. As soon as our rather leisurely E/O gets here, we can jet with Aunt Nelly's postcard." He nodded. "That's the story. Lift ship in...." He glanced at his wrist chronograph, "... in an hour and five." Hendricks, Captain, is my father." A week in space had convinced Strike that he commanded a jinx ship. Jetting sunward from Venus, the cantankerous Aphrodite had burned a steering tube through, and it had been necessary to go into free-fall orbital calculations by the time spent in free-fall. The Aphrodite rumbled on toward the orbit of Mercury.... For all the tension between the occupants of the flying-bridge, Strike There's nothing in the cosmos to nurture friendship like a common enemy. At 30,000,000 miles from the sun, the Aphrodite's refrigeration Atropos . The two dreadnaughts were engaged in coronary research patrol ... a purely scrambler. It was a distress signal from the Lachesis Atropos had burst a fission chamber and was falling into the sun. Radiation made a transfer of personnel impossible, and the Atropos skeeterboats didn't have the power to pull away from the looming star. mighty drive wasn't enough to break Sol's deathgrip on the battleship. A fleet of souped-up space-tugs was on its way from Luna and Venusport, but they could not possibly arrive on time. And it was doubtful that even the tugs had the necessary power to drag the crippled Atropos the last time that circuit was uncorked everyone aboard became part of and save those ships!" Her expression turned to one of disgust. "Or are Atropos and hold it. We'll home on their carrier wave. They're in trouble and we're going after them. Plot the course." "Yes, sir!" Cob saluted and was gone. Strike returned to the squawk-box. "Radar!" She nodded silently and took her place at the control panel. Smoothly she turned old Aphrodisiac's nose sunward.... Lashed together with a length of unbreakable beryllium steel cable, the Lachesis save her. Already the two ships had fallen to within 18,000,000 miles Carefully, Ivy circled the two warships. From the starboard tube on the gun-deck, a homing rocket leapt toward the Atropos . It plunged straight and true, spilling cable as it flew. It slammed up against a robocrane drew it within the ship and the cable was made secure. Like cosmic replicas of the ancient South American "bolas," the three spacecraft whirled in space ... and all three began that sunward plunge together. They were diving into the sun. "I ... I ... can't make it ... Strike. You'll ... have to run ... the show ... after ... all." Strike laid her gently in an acceleration chair and turned toward the it was shouting. "We're moving 'em! We're pulling away! We're...." And that was all. The space-tug Scylla found them. The three ships ... Lachesis , and old Aphrodisiac ... lashed together and drifting in space. Every man and woman aboard out cold from the acceleration, and Aphrodite's tanks bone dry. But they were a safe 80,000,000 miles from Sol....

<question>:
How do most goods travel between planets in the story?

<options>:
A Teleportation
B Mail spaceship
C There is no interplanetary cargo
D It is launched into perihelion orbit paths in robotically driven pods

<answer>:

B