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

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decision "I've had enough!" Illustrated by Schoenherr Read locked the door and drew his pistol. Sergeant Rashid handed Premier Umluana the warrant. "We're from the UN Inspector Corps," Sergeant Rashid said. "I'm very sorry, but we have to arrest you and bring you in for trial by the World Court." Umluana turned back to Rashid a second too soon. He saw the sergeant's upraised hand before it collided with his neck. "Help! Kidnap. " Rashid judo chopped him and swung the inert body over his shoulders. Read pulled a flat grenade from his vest pocket. He dropped it and yellow psycho gas hissed from the valve. "Let's be off," Rashid said. The door lock snapped as they went out the window. Two men with rifles plunged into the gas A little car skimmed across the lawn. Bearing the Scourge of Africa, Rashid struggled toward it. Read walked backward, covering their retreat. "Thanks," Rashid said. that rose before them. "Is he all right?" the driver asked. "I don't think I hurt him." Rashid took a syrette from his vest pocket. "Well, Read, it looks like we're in for a fight. In a few Staring straight ahead, he didn't see the sergeant smile. Two types of recruits are accepted by the UN Inspector Corps: those with a fanatic loyalty to the ideals of peace and world order, and those who are loyal to nothing but themselves. Read sleep so much? I don't want to be like that. I want to be something proud." He joined the UN Inspector Corps at eighteen, in 1978. The international cops wore green berets, high buttonless boots, bush jackets. They were very special men. "I don't want that," Read said. "What do you mean, you don't want that?" "You could join the American Army," his mother said. "That's as good as a trade school. If you have to be a soldier." "I want to be a UN man. I've already enlisted. I'm in! What do you care what I do?" The UN Inspector Corps had been founded to enforce the Nuclear Disarmament Treaty of 1966. Through the years it had acquired other jobs. UN men no longer went unarmed. Trained to use small diplomats and UN officials, even put down riots that threatened international peace. As the UN evolved into a strong world government, the UN Inspector Corps steadily acquired new powers. Read went through six months training on Madagascar. Twice he nearly got expelled for picking fights with smaller men. to build up the Belderkan Army. For years he had preached a new Africa, united, free of white masters, the home of a vigorous and racist, an opportunist using the desires of the African people to build himself an empire. He began a propaganda war against neighboring South Africa, promising the liberation of that strife-torn land. Most Negro leaders, having just won representation in the South African Parliament, told him to liberate his own country. They believed they could use their first small voice in the government to win agreed to in the Disarmament Treaty. The European countries and some African nations joined in the accusation. China called the uproar a vicious slur on a new African nation. The United States and Russia, trying not to get entangled, asked for more investigation by the UN. war. Read didn't know much about the complicated political reasons for the arrest. He liked the Corp and he liked being in the Corp. He But then they would have spent hours flying over Africa, with Belderkan fighters in hot pursuit, other nations joining the alike. I'll bet Umluana's lieutenants are hoping he'll become a dead legend. Then they can become live conquerors." Sergeant Rashid came from Cairo. He had degrees in science and history from Cambridge but only the Corp gave him work that satisfied his conscience. He hated war. It was that simple. Rashid turned his head. He waved frantically. The two men in the other car waved back. "Shall I duck under the trees?" the driver asked. Suddenly machine-gun bullets cracked and whined beside him. "Evade," Rashid said. "Don't go down." "Hit the floor," Rashid said. They knelt on the cramped floor. Rashid put on his gas mask and Rashid raised his eyes above the seat and looked out the rear Rashid opened the door and threw out two grenades. Read jumped out and the two of them struggled toward the booth with Umluana. The driver, pistol in hand, ran for the control panel. fire on the largest car. "Now, I can shoot back," he said. "Now we'll see what they do." "Are you ready, Rashid?" yelled the driver. "Man, get us out of here!" "He's in the booth. What's going on?" Rashid's Middle East Oxford seemed more clipped than ever. Rashid swore. "You heard him, Read! Get out there and help those men." He heard the screams of the wounded, the crack of rifles and spread through the building. They could see anyone who tried to rush them but the besiegers couldn't pick out targets. Above the noise, he heard Rashid. "I'm calling South Africa Station for a copter. It's the only way ditch. He dropped another grenade beside it. The heavy gas would lie there for hours. Sergeant Rashid ran crouched from man to man. He did what he could to shield the wounded. with gasoline." "We'll stop them, Sarge. Don't worry." Rashid ran off. Read stared across the green land and listened to the pound of his heart. What were the Belderkans planning? A mass frontal attack? To sneak in over the top of the hill? Read shut his eyes. All around him he heard heavy breathing, mumbled comments, curses. Clothes rustled as men moved restlessly. But already the voice of Sergeant Rashid resounded in the murky room. wants to go hunting with me?" For two years Read had served under Sergeant Rashid. To him, the sergeant was everything a UN inspector should be. Rashid's devotion to peace had no limits. Read's psych tests said pride alone drove him on. That was good enough for the UN All UN inspectors. All part of his life. And he was part of their life. Their blood, their sacrifice, and pain, had become a part of him. Rashid snapped orders. He put the German inspector in charge of Umluana. Read, the Frenchman and himself, he stationed at thirty-foot intervals along the floor. "Remember," Rashid said. "We have to knock out that gun." Read had given away his machine gun. He held a gas-filled bottle in each hand. His automatic nestled in its shoulder holster. Rashid whistled. Dozens of smoke grenades tumbled through the air. Thick mist engulfed the tank. Read stood up and ran forward. He crouched but " "I'm hit, too," Rashid said. "Don't stop if you can move." Listen to him. What's he got, a sprained ankle? But he didn't feel any pain. He closed his eyes and threw himself "What?" Guns clattered. Bullets cracked. "Sergeant Rashid! Answer me." He heard nothing but the lonely passage of the bullets in the mist. That was all—with a broken hip and a wounded right arm. He knew they would see him when he stood up but he didn't think about that. He didn't think about Sergeant Rashid, about the complicated politics of Africa, about crowded market streets. He had to kill the tank. That was all he thought about. He had decided something in the world was more important than himself,

<question>:
Why did Rashid join the UN?

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A Rashid joined the UN to get away from a gang called The Golden Spacemen.
B Rashid joined the UN because he wants world peace at any cost.
C Rashid joined the UN after he was fired from Cambridge.
D Rashid joined the UN because he wanted to go to war.

<answer>:

B