Within the range, nothing escaped her vision and hearing, no matter how subtle or tiny it was.
That was enough, Jiang Yao thought. She could drive on and push the two-kilometer envelope further, as long as she could hear the soldier's cries for help or see his silhouette, that was all she needed.
Definitely a faster way to search for the missing soldier.
It was late at night as the storm ravished the highway, not a car to be seen. The various tributaries of the West River flowed into the river next to the highway. The river flow was rapid and the current was strong as it flooded the farm patches on the banks of the river, covering everything, including the vegetation.
Jiang Yao focused her entire attention on listening and seeing. She saw, from her vision, that there were many objects floating in the river, such as clothes, shoes, furniture, trash, and even animals, who were struggling, being brought away by the strong current.