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

<passage>:
'THING' of Venus." But Patrolmen Kerry Blane and Splinter Wood, their space-ship wrecked, could not follow orders—their weapons were useless on the Water-world. and I don't like this ship and I don't like the assignment on an exploration trip this important—well, I'll never understand." small box from his shirt pocket, and removed a marble-like capsule. "Better take one of these," he warned. "You're liable to get the space room's walls before hanging motionless in the air. "Mister Wood," he said icily, "I was flying a space ship while they to fly a ship, how to cure space bends, how to handle a Zelta ray, or the air, one by one. shielded ship, and with no sunlight reaching Venus' surface, you're was fully a head taller than the dour Irishman, and his lanky build gave a false impression of awkwardness. While the vitriolic Kerry Blane was short and compact, strength and quickness evident in every movement. Kerry Blane had flown every type of ship that rode in space. In the passing years, he had flight-tested almost every new experimental ship, had flown them with increasing skill, had earned a reputation as a passed away, leaving him suddenly shrunken and old. He had become like a rusty old freighter couched between the gleaming bodies of great space warriors. Finally, as a last resort so that he would not be thrown entirely Interplanetary Squadron because of his inherent skill, even though his formal education had been fairly well neglected. Now, the two of them rode the pounding jets of a DX cruiser, bound for Venus to make a personal survey of its floating islands for the Interplanetary Squadron's Medical Division. his lapel. the warmth of their friendship was a tangible thing in the small control-room of the cruiser. His body arced again and again against the restraining straps, and his bends." They could feel the first tug of gravity on their bodies, and through they peered eagerly ahead. place to set a ship on." He yawned again, drifted instantly into sleep, relaxing with the sink into a fast gravity-dive, guiding it only now and then by a brief flicker of a side jet. and twisted uneasily over the surface of the planet. He turned back to the controls, flipped a switch, and the cutting of the nose rocket dropped the ship in an angling glide toward the clouds a few miles below. Gravity was full strength now, and although not as great as Earth's, was still strong enough to bring a sense of giddiness The great cottony batts of roiling clouds rushed up to meet the ship, flying. There was something awesome and breath-taking in the speed with which the ship dropped toward the planet. Tendrils of vapor touched the ports, were whipped aside, then were stud, and nose rockets thrummed in a rising crescendo as the free fall of the cruiser was checked. Heat rose in the cabin from the friction of the outer air, then dissipated, as the force-screen voltometer leaped only a gray blankness pressing about the ship. Gone was all sense of movement, and the ship seemed to hover in a gray nothingness. through sheer instinctive ability, seeming to fly it as though he were an integral part of the ship. Seconds flowed into moments, and the moments merged into one another, and still the clouds pressed with a visible strength against the ports. The rockets drummed steadily, holding the ship aloft, dropping it slowly toward the planet below. Then the clouds thinned, and, tossed in a majestic display of ruthless strength an ocean that seemed spacemen from losing their lives on the planet. In reality, the He turned the ship to the North, relaxed a bit on the air bunk. He felt tired and worn, his body aching from the space bends of a few hours before. "Take over," he said wearily. "Take the ship North, and watch for any cruiser lifted a bit in a sudden spurt of speed, and the rocket-sound was a solid thrum of unleashed power. cruiser through the clouds years before. Then the breath caught in his They fought in the ocean below, fought in a never-ending splashing of One was scaly, while the other was skinned, and both were fully three hundred feet long. Great scimitars of teeth flashed in the light, and out of their element time and again, only to fall back in a gargantuan the ocean to foam, then went limp. The victorious monster circled the ocean's depths. An instant later, the water frothed, as hundreds of lesser marine monsters attacked and fed on the floating corpse. black on the horizon. Glowing water flashed beneath the ship, seeming island shaped like a turtle. However, our orders are to investigate every island, just in case there might be more than one of the He swung the cruiser in a wide arc to the north, trebling the flying speed within minutes, handling the controls with a familiar dexterity. He said nothing, searched the gleaming ocean for the smudge of limitless ocean for the few specks of islands that followed the slow surrounding the ship, never dimming, giving a sense of unreality to the west. His keen eyes lighted, when he finally made out the turtle-like "Here's the island." circus. "Listen, for ten minutes of that, I'd ride this chunk of metal He peered through the port, seeking any spot clear enough for a landing field. Except for a strip of open beach, the island was a solid mass of "Belt yourself," Kerry Blane warned. "If that beach isn't solid, I'll have to lift the ship in a hell of a hurry." "Right!" Splinter's fingers were all thumbs in his excitement. Kerry Blane set the controls for a shallow glide, his fingers moving like a concert pianist's. The cruiser yawed slightly, settled slowly in a flat shallow glide. There was an instant, terrific explosion of the stern jets, and the cruiser hurtled toward the beach like a gravity-crazed comet. Kerry Blane said absolutely nothing, his breath driven from him by the suck of inertia. His hands darted for the controls, seeking to balance For one interminable second, he saw the uncanny uprush of the island below. He flicked his gaze about, saw the instant terror that wiped all other expression from his young companion's face. Then the cruiser they were thrown forward with crushing force against the control panel. They groped feebly for support, their bodies twisting involuntarily, as the ship cartwheeled a dozen times in cabin, realized the ship lay on its side. ought to cram the rest of them down your throat, boxes and all!" you'll bind a splint about my arm, we'll see what we can do about righting the ship." Splinter nodded, opened the medical locker, worked with tape and clamber through the port. They stood for a moment in silent wonder, "How big do you feel now?" Kerry Blane asked quietly. Kerry Blane walked the length of the cruiser, examining the slight gaze. He nodded slowly, retraced his steps, and stood looking at the furrow plowed in the sand. "Won't be any trouble at all to lift the ship," he called. "After rewiring the board, we'll turn the ship with an underjet, swing it about, and head her toward the sea." Splinter nodded, dropped into the open port. A moment later, he flipped a rope ladder outside, where it dangled to the ground, then climbed out himself, carrying the two Zelta guns. "We'd better test these," he said. "We don't want any slip-ups when we do go into action." strong in the lesser gravity. He stood, leaning against the ship, watching as Splinter picked up and I most certainly forgot! Solar rays can't penetrate the miles of

<question>:
What can be inferred about the size of the ship the characters travelled in?

<options>:
A It was very small, only a single person cruiser
B It was relatively small, only large enough for two people
C It was large enough to have held a crew of a dozen
D It was a ship capable of bringing smaller cruisers inside of the cargo bay

<answer>:

B