单选题______ with a torch, he went up into the tower to see what was going on.ATo armBArmingCHaving armedDArmed
单选题
______ with a torch, he went up into the tower to see what was going on.
A
To arm
B
Arming
C
Having armed
D
Armed
参考解析
解析：
独立主格结构。arm与主语he之间是被动关系，故应使用动词的过去分词形式。
独立主格结构。arm与主语he之间是被动关系，故应使用动词的过去分词形式。
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