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

<passage>:
T.R.S. Aphrodite , butt of the Space Cob waved an expressive arm in the air. "But dammit, man, I thought...." "The answer is for two-thirds of the 720-hour day had stopped at last, but now a Aphrodite agreement. "That's our Lover-Girl ... old Aphrodisiac herself. The ship Aphrodite's and he had been with her a full year ... which was a record for Execs on the Aphrodite . She generally sent them Earthside with nervous Ganymede . And, operators. Seven generations of officers and gentlemen. Lousy with tradition. "The first David Farragut Strykalski, son of a sea-loving Polish immigrant, emerged from World War II a four-striper and Congressional Medal winner. Then came David Farragut Strykalski, Jr., and, in the abortive Atomic War that terrified the world in 1961, he won a United Nations Peace Citation. And then came David Farragut Strykalski III ... me. them. Call it luck or temperament or what have you. "In the first place I seem to have an uncanny talent for saying the nova. I made an ass of myself and lost the Ganymede . Gorman gave it "Me again. The Ganymede's after the Ganymede Aphrodite's nether belly affectionately. "She's old ... but she's loose. And we're not likely to meet any Ambassadors or Admirals with her, either." Ganymede . "She'll "A surge-circuit monitor, so help me." Cob nodded agreement. "The last of her class." And she was not an inspiring sight. The fantastically misnamed Aphrodite Aphrodite's launching the surge-circuit was hailed as the very latest in space drives. Her designer, Harlan Hendricks, had been awarded a Legion of Merit for her, and every silver-braided admiral in the Fleet had dreamed of hoisting his flag on one of her class. There had been three. The Artemis , 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. All three were miserable failures. The eager officers commanding the three monitors had found the circuit too appealing to their hot little hands. They used it ... in some way, exploded. The Andromeda And the Aphrodite's starboard tubes blew, causing her to spend her Aphrodite Venusport and jet to Canalopolis, Mars, without delay or variation. required it. And it was now up to David Farragut Strykalski III to see to it that she did.... Strike shook his head. "Don't like women in space. They make me uncomfortable." Cob shrugged. "Celia's the only officer. But about a quarter of our ratings are women." He grinned maliciously. "Equal rights, you know." "No doubt," commented the other sourly. "Is that why they named this ... ship 'Aphrodite'?" Ganymede's flying-bridge. "But she's home to us, anyway." Antigone , and I expect him by 600 hours. In the meantime you'll take over his part of the work. See T.R.S. Aphrodite "... and that's about the story. We are to jet within 28,000,000 miles minus the shortest route. And there'll be no breaking orbit. Now be nodded. "That's the story. Lift ship in...." He glanced at his wrist chronograph, "... in an hour and five." Aphrodite while Jenkins, the Assistant E/O, and a damage control party effected repairs. When the power was again applied, Old Aphrodisiac was running ten hours behind schedule, and Strike and Evans, the Astrogation Officer, were sweating out the unforeseen changes introduced into the orbital calculations by the time spent in free-fall. Aphrodite them. Ivy spent whatever time she could spare tinkering with her father's pet surge-circuit and Strike began to realize that there was Aphrodite's insignia of rank vanished. The men dressed in fiberglass shorts and spaceboots, sweat making their naked bodies gleam like copper under the Lachesis and the Atropos . The two dreadnaughts were engaged in coronary research patrol ... a purely routine business. But the thing that made Strike curse under his breath was Celia Graham's notation that the Atropos carried none other than And she agreed. Old Aphrodisiac had reached perihelion when it happened. The thermometer stood at 135° and tempers were snapping. Cob and Celia womanhood. The ratings were grumbling about the food.... And then it happened. Lachesis . The Atropos "Well, dammit, hold it still so I can!" snapped Strike. He read the message and passed it to Ivy Hendricks with a shake of his head. it ! This is the chance I've been praying for, Strike!" are suggesting is that I risk my ship and the lives of all of us trying to pull old Gorman's fat out of the fire with a drive that's blown skyhigh three times out of three. Very neat." There were tears bright in Ivy Hendricks' eyes and she sounded desperate. "But we can save those ships! We can, I know we can! My trained men. Father told them that! And I'm trained! I can take her in and save those ships!" Her expression turned to one of disgust. "Or are you afraid?" certain that we can pull this off? If I make a mistake this time ... it'll be the last. For all of us." "We can do it," said Ivy Hendricks simply. Strike turned to Cob. "What do you say, Cob? Shall we make it hotter in here?" Whitley shrugged. "If you say so, Strike. It's good enough for me." Celia Graham left the bridge shaking her head. "We'll all be dead soon. And me so young and pretty." Strike turned to the squawk-box. "Evans!" 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, Captain." black-gang in the tube rooms. It's going to get hotter than the hinges of hell down there and we'll have to shorten shifts." "Gun deck here, sir," came a feminine voice. "Take over Control ... and Ivy...." "Yes?" Lashed together with a length of unbreakable beryllium steel cable, the Lachesis and the Atropos fell helplessly toward the sun. The apprehension. Carefully, Ivy circled the two warships. From the starboard tube on the gun-deck, a homing rocket leapt toward the the hull, and stuck there, fast to the battleship's flank. Quickly, 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. Aphrodite's panel. " Ivy! More power. The whine changed to a shriek. A banshee wail. Cob's voice came through the squawk-box, soberly. "Strike, Celia's fainted down here. We can't take much more of this heat." The last thing he remembered was a voice. It sounded like Bayne's. And it was shouting. "We're moving 'em! We're pulling away! We're...." And Scylla found them. The three ships ... Atropos , Lachesis , and old Aphrodisiac ... lashed together and drifting in space. Every man and woman aboard out cold from the acceleration, and Aphrodite's were a safe 80,000,000 miles from Sol....

<question>:
How many return trips does Aphrodite complete during the story?

<options>:
A Zero
B Two
C One
D Three

<answer>:

A