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

<passage>:
always acted as if he had some secret, something to hide. came within earshot. And Nelson had always been chummy with the worst would be Nelson, his navigating officer. Nelson always knocked that Curtis didn't hurry. It pleased him to let Nelson wait. He moved slowly the cabin with him—Zukor Androka, the elderly Czech scientist, a guest of the United States navy, here aboard the cruiser Comerford . The wizened face of the older man was molded in intent lines of concentration, as his bushy gray head bent over his drawing board. Curtis got a glimpse of the design on which he was working, and his from Norfolk. With him came a boatload of scientific apparatus and equipment, including a number of things that looked like oxygen tanks, his treasures with the jealous care of a mother hen, and spent hours daily in the room in the superstructure that had been assigned as his laboratory. whose mind had been turned by the horror that had come to his country under the domination of the Nazi gestapo His eyes rested inquiringly on the face of the man who stood before him. It was Nelson, his shaggy blond brows drawn scowlingly down his thin face a mass of tense lines his big hands fumbling at the neck of his slicker. Rain was coursing down his white on board. But there was no question of his ability. He was a good navigating officer—dependable, accurate, conscientious. Nevertheless, his taut face, restless, searching eyes, and eternally nervous manner "Come in, Nelson!" he said. Nelson shouldered his way inside, and stood there in his dripping Nelson had no answering smile, although there had been a great deal Comerford ever since the navy department had sent the scientist on board the cruiser to carry on his experiments. "I'm worried, sir!" Nelson said. "I'm not sure about my dead reckoning. "But this storm, sir!" Nelson avoided Curtis' friendly eyes and slipped instrument. "Not that I've lost confidence in you, Nels, but just because you asked for it!" Nelson stared at the computations with shaking head. Then he mutely declared, frowning at the two papers and hastily rechecking his own figures. Nelson complied, and the throbbing drive of the engines lessened at once. Nelson said: "I've been wondering, sir, if it wouldn't be Curtis was the first to speak. "Your secrecy might well cost the United States navy one of its best light cruisers—and us our lives!" he said angrily. "We need that check by radio at once! If you're not talking nonsense, call off your dogs Curtis sighed with relief. He saw that Nelson was staring fiercely "I'm relieved, sir, just the same," Nelson admitted, "to have the radio Nelson went back to the bridge, and Androka returned to the commander's air pausing every now and then to run his bony fingers through his So are my sister and her husband, and their two daughters. If the knew what I am doing, all of them would be better dead. You understand—better dead?" picked up, and was being relayed all over the ship. The words struck on Curtis' ears with a note of impending tragedy. He was beside Navigating Officer Nelson on the bridge, and saw the There were those who said it was the work of sappers who had tunneled under the foundations, while others laid the induction of the gas to Fifth Column traitors. There were a hundred more or less plausible Nelson was nowhere in sight. The steersman lay in a limp heap beside English now and then, mixed in with a flood of Teuton phonetics. Two words, in particular, registered clearly on his mind. One was " " the other was "convoy." But gradually his eardrums began to throb, as if someone were pounding on them from the inside. He from an ancient fairy tale or a modern horror story. Nelson looked like Nelson spoke in a low tone, his lips close to Bradford's ear. "It "It was a crackpot who invented the gas we used to break up the Maginot Line," Bradford reminded him. "It saved a lot of lives for the Fuehrer Nelson grunted and turned away. A short, thick-set figure in the He came up to Nelson, saluted, and held out his hand, introducing Nelson stopped him. "I don't speak any German," he explained. "I was born and educated in the United States—of German parents, who had been ruined in the First World War. My mother committed suicide when she learned that we were penniless. My father—" He paused and cleared his throat. " Ja! Your father?" the German officer prompted, dropping into accented English. "Your father?" "My father dedicated me to a career of revenge—to wipe out his wrongs," Nelson continued. "If America hadn't gone into the First World War, he wouldn't have lost his business my mother would still be living. When he joined the Nazi party, the way became clear to use me—to educate me in a military prep school, then send me to Annapolis, for a career in the United States navy—and no one suspected me. No one—" "Sometimes," Bradford put in, "I think Curtis suspected you." men—officers, seamen, mechanics, radio men, technical experts, all German naval reservists living in the United States, who've been sent ?" Nelson asked, in a puzzled tone. Brazil—through the blockade," Nelson said, "without taking the risk of "Can we trust Androka?" Nelson asked, with a sudden note of suspicion "The gestapo takes care of Czechs and Poles and Frenchmen and other has a daughter and other relations in Prague. He knows that if anything misfires, if there is the slightest suspicion of treachery on his part, his daughter and the others will suffer. Androka's loyalty is assured!" Nelson turned to watch the forward fighting top of the old-fashioned trench mortar, and which connected with cables to the room that served as Androka's laboratory and workshop. Descending a companionway to see what was going on below, Nelson found Brandt came over to where Nelson was standing on the bridge and held of the United States navy's newest and fastest cruisers!" He made a gesture as if raising a beer stein to drink a toast. " Prosit! " he " Nelson repeated, and the two grinned at each other. Stars were twinkling in a patch of black-blue sky, and broken mountains of gray cloud were skudding before the east wind. Commander Bob Curtis found himself lying in wet sand, on a beach, somewhere, with the rain—now a light, driving mist—beating on his face. He was chilled his limbs were stiff and numb. His nose and throat felt parched inside, as if a wave of searing heat had scorched them. According to his last calculations, the he could only plant his heels in the sand and sway to and fro for fully a minute, like a child learning to walk. face at the heartfelt concern in his friendly brown eyes. The young ensign was red-headed, impetuous, thoroughly genuine in his emotions. The words struck Curtis with the numbing shock of a blow on some nerve center. For the first time, he realized fully the tragedy that had swept down on him. He had lost his ship—one of the United States navy's fastest and newest small light cruisers—under circumstances which smelled strongly of treachery and sabotage. As he thought back, he realized that he might have prevented the loss, if he had been more alert, more suspicious. For it was clear to him now that the Comerford had been deliberately steered to this place that the men who had seized her had been waiting here for that very purpose. the bearings given by radio Navigating Officer Nelson's queer conduct. They were all part of a carefully laid plan! All the suspicious circumstances surrounding Nelson came flooding into Curtis' mind. He had never liked the man never trusted him. Nelson

<question>:
Was it Nelson's decision to become part of the military?

<options>:
A No, he would have rather fought on Germany's side.
B No, he was forced into a career in the military.
C Yes, he wanted to help America after the horrors of the First World War.
D Yes, he was influenced by his parents to live a life of service.

<answer>:

B