A group of National Guard trainees find themselves battling against a vicious group of mutants on their last day of training in the desert.

Amber: Who was that guy?
Napoleon: Shitman the Barbarian, I have no idea!
Insurgent: America's mothers suck cocks!
Crank: What the fuck did you say?
Insurgent: Your American mothers suck cocks!
Crank: America's number one, bitch!
[first title card]
Title Card: Two years ago an American family crossing the desert took a wrong turn and drove deep into a military area known only as Sector 16. By dawn the next day, half the family had been slaughtered.
Sarge: A stunning display of individual and group stupidity! Seventeen civilians killed and yourselves. I'm in fucking awe!
Delmar: I killed somebody once. It was easy. That's why it's so dangerous.
Sarge: You against the war, Doonesbury?
Napoleon: Not all wars, Sarge, I just think the president lies too much.
Sarge: All presidents lie, asshole! That's their fucking job!
Napoleon: Yes, sir.
Sarge: No president has told the truth since Truman! And you know what he said?
Napoleon: No, Sarge.
Sarge: He said that the buck stops here!
Napoleon: [bursting out of the portable toilet with his pants down, hysterical and screaming] Fuck!
Amber: What?
Napoleon: There's a hand in the shitter!
Stump: I'm not gonna let you bastards get me. Not me, not today. That is not gonna happen!
[repeated line]
Hades: Die!
Sarge: Do you like fucking with me, Napoleon? I think you do. You know what? You're officially in charge of guarding the latrine. Not using it, but guarding it. I want you to stand with one leg and hold your rifle over your fucking head and make sure that no one steals or molests that port-a-potty, or I will have your Gomer Pyle ass court-martialed immediately.
Mickey: Aw, Crank, you're taking all the fun out of the afterlife.
Crank: Shove the afterlife up your ass.
[last title card]
Title Card: The disappearance of the National Guard trainees and their sergeant was never explained to their family. Officially they were listed as absent without leave. Sector 16 is still not acknowledged to exist.
Stump: [climbing out the truck] Whoa, leg's asleep!
Crank: Dick's asleep.
Mickey: Wanna wake it up?
Crank: Nah, that's your daddy's job.
Napoleon: You heard what Crank said. Dead is never better.
Sarge: Are you fucking kidding me? You are in mountain assault training. There are no port-a-potties in Kandahar. You will take your dumps behind the cactus with the scorpions. Do you understand me?
Napoleon: What do I use for T.P., sir?
Sarge: Use your fucking hand.
Crank: [referring to Hansel] You trust that guy?
Amber: He hid us from them. He didn't give us up.
Napoleon: We don't have any choice, we have to trust him.
Crank: Bullshit! God knows where he's taking us.
Delmar: To be honest with you, I'm not sure God knows anything about this place.
Delmar: [last words] Crank! Don't freak out. Don't freak out. Don't freak out.
Missy: One good thing about being dead: wouldn't have to listen to all your bullshit.