In a dusty Sudanese village, the air hums with heat and quiet desperation. A battered cargo helicopter touches down, whipping up a storm of red sand. From its hold step two figures — one a battle-hardened soldier in a stealth suit, the other a world-famous actress turned humanitarian.

Solid Snake and Angelina Jolie move through the crowd, their boots crunching against the dry earth. Jolie’s face is calm, radiant even in the harsh light, as she kneels to greet the children — skeletal but smiling, their eyes full of both fear and wonder.

Behind her, Snake shoulders a heavy sack marked “RICE – EMERGENCY RELIEF”. He tosses it down with a grunt and says in his gravelly voice:

“Alright, everyone listen up. Before you cook this, soak it in water. Let it sit. Then drain it. You’ll wash away most of the arsenic. Got it?”

A translator repeats his words in Arabic, and the villagers nod. Snake looks over the arid horizon — the cracked riverbeds, the tents made of UN tarps — and mutters to Jolie:

“We drop food from the sky, but they still drink poison from the ground. Feels like the world’s shadow missions never end.”

Angelina gives a weary smile.

“We can’t save everyone, Snake. But we can save someone. That’s how it starts.”

He adjusts UN beret, glances at her, and replies:

“Heh. Guess you’re right. One mission at a time.”

The two continue unloading the rice under the merciless African sun, watched by grateful eyes. In that moment, the soldier and the celebrity — weapons of war and fame — become unlikely apostles of survival.