After 730 days of sharing a room that smelled like a wet dog’s crotch, local NSF Lim Ah Kow has finally reclaimed his pink IC.

The emotional farewell involved awkward man-hugs and promises to meet for drinks that everyone knows will never fucking happen.

Lim reportedly spent the last two years pretending to like his bunkmates despite their collective IQ barely reaching room temperature.

"Wah lau eh, finally can fuck off from these idiots," Lim whispered while deleting the ‘Platoon 4 Brothers’ WhatsApp group before even clearing the guardroom.

"Every day see their CBC face and smell their smelly feet, I rather go DB than stay one more minute with these clowns."

His section commander, Sergeant Tan, offered some parting words of wisdom to the departing platoon.

"ORD loh, go outside don't be a chao keng kia, and please for the love of fuck, don't ever call me again."

The brotherhood, forged in the fires of Tekong and sustained by shared misery, evaporated the moment they realised they no longer had to share a single communal toilet roll.

Lim is now looking forward to a life where his only interaction with these men is accidentally liking their LinkedIn updates three years from now.