The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 777

Chapter 777: Chapter 777 Deployment
Although Cindy gave her confirmation, she was already gearing up herself. Without hesitation, she contacted the Avery Family’s private army—a force composed of elite combatants, many of whom were former army, marine, and air force veterans personally poached to serve the Avery estate.

This formidable force was one of the hidden cards that made the Avery family a target of envy and ambition.

The so-called vultures and wolves circling the Avery legacy had long coveted this private army. With its advanced weaponry and specialized training, it was more than capable of turning the tide of a small war, possibly even seizing control of a region if mobilized.

To outsiders, it was a terrifying but underutilized power—wasted, they thought, in the hands of the Averys, who only deployed it for rescue operations and protection rather than domination.

To them, the Avery family’s restraint was weakness. But they had no idea what would happen once that sleeping beast was truly unleashed.

As Cindy geared up, she fitted a Bluetooth earpiece and swiftly contacted one of the Avery family’s hidden departments—the one responsible for mobilizing their elite combatants.

Her voice was sharp and decisive as she instructed them to gear up and head directly to the designated location where Hera would arrive. From there, they would board the military choppers and be deployed immediately.

Once the call ended, Cindy dialed the private hangar to prepare the helicopters that would carry over a hundred fully trained operatives.

She ordered them to ready the necessary ammunition, tactical gear, and emergency supplies.

Simultaneously, the hangar staff submitted an urgent request to aviation authorities for an open priority air passage—a rare clearance that ensured the airspace would be cleared of civilian aircraft, allowing emergency military-grade flights to take off and fly uninterrupted.

Typically, such clearance was only granted during large-scale disasters or top-tier rescue missions. But thanks to the Avery family’s longstanding influence and deep-rooted ties to the aviation sector—especially through their privately owned airport—the request was quickly approved.

With the airspace cleared and coordinated, the Avery fleet would be able to move swiftly and safely toward their destination, ensuring Hera’s extraction team would arrive without delay.

Knowing the hangar team would handle the situation, Cindy shifted her focus and contacted the armory to provide top-of-the-line weaponry for their combatants.

These advanced weapons were developed through research projects and military contracts funded by the Avery family. Because the Averys contributed heavily to various departments and charities—including research facilities and national defense—they were granted considerable privileges.

Once weapon blueprints passed testing and development phases, the Avery family had early access to the finished products. They were also given priority when it came to selecting retired military veterans and promising recruits.

High-ranking officials would even send curated lists directly to the Averys for them to choose from.

Why would the military allow such an arrangement? Because it ultimately served the nation as well.

The military, after all, has a fixed budget to cover salaries, maintenance of equipment, vehicles, and more. Once soldiers completed their required service time, they were eligible to retire—but for many, retirement meant slipping into civilian life and taking up mundane jobs, that aligned to their skills or experience.

By absorbing these veterans into their own private army, the Averys not only ensured the soldiers continued doing meaningful work, but also helped the nation by easing the burden of reintegration and making use of elite, battle-hardened talent.

Many of these soldiers couldn’t easily reintegrate into society after their service. Some ended up homeless, plagued by mental health issues developed during their time in the military.

After all, the most skilled among them often served in wartime, deployed to the most chaotic and violent regions—where fighting and killing were daily realities. It was no surprise that many returned home with PTSD and other psychological scars.

Reentering civilian life and living “normally” again became nearly impossible for them.

Recognizing this struggle, the higher-ups in the military began offering recommendation letters to help these veterans find new roles—as office workers within the military, or as bodyguards to influential families. In many cases, these bodyguard positions were essentially recruitment into secret private armies for those elite families.

But the Avery family operated differently.

While they, too, accepted retired veterans into their ranks, they used them not for private power plays but to serve the public good—deploying them during disaster response, terrorist threats, and other emergencies when national departments were stretched thin.

More importantly, the Avery family didn’t just employ these veterans—they supported them. They provided therapy, rehabilitation, and a purpose, ensuring these men and women didn’t fall further into darkness.

At times, the Avery family also deployed these veterans to help de-escalate private conflicts—such as territorial disputes between gangs or organized crime syndicates. Given the high-risk nature of these missions, they were compensated with generous salaries.

And when they reached an age where frontline participation was no longer viable, they weren’t discarded—they were transitioned into vital support roles.

These veterans became strategists, instructors, and mentors to the younger generation, sharing their invaluable experience and guiding new recruits. Within the Avery family, their treatment resembled that of high-ranking military officials.

However, entry into this elite circle was highly competitive. The Avery family upheld rigorous standards—not only evaluating one’s skill and tactical ability, but also closely monitoring the quality of their character. Only the best were welcomed, and fewer still earned the trust to stay.

It was precisely because of the Avery family’s immense power that they often became a target. Their influence came with great responsibility, and they had long entered into an agreement with the government that placed certain restrictions on their actions.

While the Avery family could have chosen to reject the terms—like many other powerful families—they accepted them as a gesture of goodwill, to prove they had no ill intentions.

This agreement, however, also meant that even though they possessed a formidable private army, they couldn’t freely deploy it even when besieged from all sides. Their hands were tied.

And this is also one of the reason of their downfall in the novel.

But that was then. Now, Hera saw things differently.

She knew that using the Avery’s private forces out of the blue would undoubtedly raise flags—especially among government departments and the opportunists circling the Avery like vultures and wolves.

Still, she had no choice. Fortunately, the Avery family’s long-standing reputation as philanthropists had earned them a degree of leniency. The government, for the most part, had been more relaxed with them compared to others.

With only a short window of time, their priority access to the air passage was granted. Hera knew this would be her only chance to save Leo, so she didn’t hesitate to use her family’s private army.

Unlike before—when she quietly deployed a small team to rescue Rafael—mobilizing over a hundred elite combatants was no longer something that could be brushed off as a simple operation. This was a full-scale deployment, a clear signal that Hera was preparing for a serious confrontation.

While Cindy handled the logistics, Hera was already racing through the streets toward the outskirts, heading straight for the location Cindy had sent her. Her anxiety was eating her up as she pushed the limits of her car, blowing past several red lights and pushing the gas pedal to the floor.

Thanks to her exceptional driving skills, she arrived in under thirty minutes—but to her, it still felt like an eternity.