[... THEN I WON'T RECORD IT BAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. You love me, you can't deny it :|]
It was, if not, a bit sadistic the way he was literally slaughtering those man, it was an odd view for those that had never seen the usually dork blond using his swords for what they were meant to do. And well, really, it was odd since he woudln't fight that way if he was in a more reasonable state.
He had separated the main sword into two already and was using both to impale a poor bastard that happened to be unlucky enough to get close to him with his little stupid machine gun, trying to get a better hit, since now, it seemed a bit harder to stop him from dodging and stopping bullets with the Tsurugi's help. Once he had the man against the wall, he not only pulled out the swords, but he stomped his boot heavily against the soldier's chest to maintain him steady as he pulled the swords through and across the man.
The adrenaline was just pumping high enough to make him forget about his own pain, grinning he turned just to look another target, meeting Nero's stare with his own.