The Singapore Armed Forces has hailed the 24km route march as a triumph of logistics, despite it being a glorified trek to nowhere designed to liquefy internal organs.

Thousands of recruits were seen dragging their FBO-laden carcasses across the island, essentially paying the government back for their education in sweat and raw groin skin.

"Eh, my inner thigh skin already fly away like butterfly liao, now left the raw meat only, I think my koteh going to drop off," complained Recruit Tan, while limping like a wounded penguin.

Commanders insist the march builds character, though most soldiers agree it mostly just builds a thick layer of fungal growth in their combat boots that could start its own civilisation.

"Wake up your bloody idea, don't walk like your grandmother like that, move your fucking backside!" screamed 3rd Sergeant Lim, whose only real-world skill is shouting at teenagers while wearing a green hat.

The march concludes at the Marina Bay Floating Platform, where parents cheer for sons who have successfully mastered the art of walking while legally dead.

"I don't care about the medal, I just want to go home and sleep until my ancestors wake me up, sibei sian," whispered a recruit while applying enough Prickly Heat powder to look like a Colombian cocaine mule.