Darth Wong wrote:
How can you tell it where to go? You have no idea what's on the other side, and no maps.
The guidance of those missiles and most large guided weapons is inertial; they use things like TERCOM or GPS to improve accuracy and allow terrain following, but it isn’t necessary to make it fly through the air on a set general course, initiating the warhead at a set distance. We aren’t going to send through a nuke with some idea of what the other side looks like anyway, you need reconnaissance information to justify setting one off. This could be accomplished with a whole ton of different small UAVs in current US service. Predator is big, but Predator was also designed for the Air Force, the Army and Marines have several small, outright man portables designs in service.
I did think of setting off explosives just on the other side of the portal, but doesn't that risk closing the portal?
I’m pretty sure it risks making it bigger if anything, which can only be to the advantage of humanity.
Part of the problem with opening portals in Heaven is the fact that we seem to need contacts on the other side in order to do this, and nobody's been allowed into Heaven for a thousand years. Worse yet, everyone on the other side is ideologically pure, unlike Hell where the denizens are not there by choice.
Hopefully, Hell's naga can help in this regard.
If I’m reading things right we need to know who a person is to find them, and they can then use them as a link to open a portal, cooperation is not required. That means we can break open the books and look up the histories of highly religious people who actually might have led ‘pure’ lives that would have gotten them sent to heaven a thousand years ago. If we can find even one that could work, we can make a portal to heaven. Lots of Ifs, but we can throw a lot of manpower at the analysis job.
"This cult of special forces is as sensible as to form a Royal Corps of Tree Climbers and say that no soldier who does not wear its green hat with a bunch of oak leaves stuck in it should be expected to climb a tree"
— Field Marshal William Slim 1956