#Walk Behind Roller Compactor

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Walk behind roller compactor price in India

A walk behind roller is a straightforward, reliable machine used in construction projects for soil compaction. Its main function is to compact soil, ensuring a solid and stable base for roads, buildings, and other structures.

Key Features:

1. Simple Operation: Easy to use with minimal training required.

2. Effective Compaction: Provides consistent and even compaction for various soil types.

3. Durability: Built to withstand tough construction environments.

4. Maneuverability: Ideal for tight spaces where larger rollers can't reach.

5. Safety: Designed with safety features to protect the operator during use.

Benefits of Using a Walk Behind Roller:

- Enhanced Soil Stability: Ensures a firm foundation, reducing the risk of future settlement issues.

- Improved Project Quality: Consistent compaction leads to higher quality construction results.

- Cost-Effective: Lower initial investment compared to larger equipment, with reduced maintenance costs.

- Versatility: Suitable for various types of soil and different construction projects, from small pathways to large foundations.

In summary, a walk behind roller is an essential piece of equipment for any construction project requiring soil compaction. Its ease of use, durability, and effectiveness make it a valuable tool for achieving a stable and long-lasting foundation.

[aabidibrahim25]

When upgrading your compaction tools, evaluating the market for a walk behind roller compactor for sale can help you find the right match for tight spaces and smaller jobs. These compact machines combine dual vibrating drums and ergonomic controls to deliver reliable compaction of soil, gravel, and asphalt in areas like sidewalks, driveways, and patch repairs. Opting for a well-engineered roller compactor ensures efficient performance, reduced manual effort, and ease of transport. Prioritizing models with solid build quality, service support, and parts availability keeps your site operations smooth and productive.

[androgynousqueentree]

Essential Tools and Devices for Effective Paving Projects

Paving jobs can be challenging, specifically when it comes to recognizing the essential tools and devices needed for success. Whether you're handling asphalt overlay, creating a new base, or simply maintaining existing surfaces with sealcoat and striping, having the ideal equipment is vital. This short article will certainly direct you with the essential devices and tools required for successful paving projects while sharing understandings on reliable methods for grading, drainage, and more.

Understanding the Fundamentals of Paving What is Paving?

Paving refers to the procedure of covering a surface area with a durable product to create driveways, car park, roads, and various other frameworks. The most usual products made use of consist of asphalt and concrete. Comprehending the different sorts of paving materials is essential for selecting the best one based on your job's needs.

The Value of Proper Grading in Paving

Grading is an important action in any type of paving task. It involves leveling the ground to make certain appropriate drainage and stability. Without ample grading, water can merge externally, resulting in damage in time. Hence, purchasing quality grading devices like laser levels or grading blades is critical for attaining a strong foundation.

Essential Devices for Paving Projects 1. Asphalt Paver Machines

Asphalt paver makers are important when dealing with asphalt. They enable even circulation of warm mix asphalt throughout huge areas. These devices can differ in dimension and capability, from little walk-behind versions to larger commercial units.

Benefits: High efficiency Consistent application Ability to service various terrains 2. Compactors (Rollers)

Compactors contribute in ensuring that the pavement is firmly loaded. They are available in different kinds-- static rollers, vibratory rollers, and pneumatic tire rollers-- each suited for certain applications.

Key Attributes: Weight choices for different dirt types Vibration settings to boost density Versatility in use throughout various stages of paving 3. Graders

Graders are essential for developing a smooth surface before laying asphalt or concrete. They help attain accurate angles that assist in appropriate drainage.

Why Usage Graders? Achieves ideal incline for water runoff Ensures uniformity throughout large areas Saves time throughout website preparation 4. Sealcoat Sprayers

Sealcoating safeguards smooth surface areas from weathering and use over time. Sealcoat sprayers make it possible for even application over big areas without leaving touches or missed out on spots.

Advantages: Enhances visual appeal Extends sidewalk lifespan Reduces upkeep costs 5. Striping Machines

Striping makers are used post-paving to create clear lines on https://edgarzlgy476.over.blog/2024/11/fracture-sealer-vs.spot-repair-work-which-is-better-for-your-asphalt.html parking lots and roads. They make certain safety and security by noting lanes, crosswalks, and no-parking zones efficiently.

Uses: Quick application of paint or thermoplastic materials Cust

[chaospenelope]

The Machine of a Ghost (Part 1)(WIP)

The Flowers That Grow in Darkness

“Monty, how the hell did you get banged up like this?” The technician groaned as he saw the animatronic walk in with a sheepish look. His left arm was limp with a massive crawl of tears running along the cosmetics.

“Um, can I plead the fifth?” The Gator asked, his working arm rubbing the back of his head and eyes averting the humans.

“It was that kid, wasn’t it?” He asked dryly as he entered the passcode into the computer to open the protective cylinder.

“No John, I mean, he didn’t mean for it. He was just askin me ta-.”

“Alright, alright!” John held his hand up. “I don’t need to hear your schpeal. Even if I had the authority to ban that punk the walking corpses you call friends would bend my spine like a roller coaster. Just get in so I can fix it.”

Monty nodded, feeling slightly better he walked into the cylinder and laid back on the metal table. The mechanical arm reached down and gave Monty a slight shock signal to allow the neck cosmetics to release the skin of his head and detached it completely. John walked in after, making the door close behind him.

“Alright, let’s see the damage.” He pulled the screwdriver off his belt and walked up to the table. Carefully he lifted the arm, using the screwdriver to press the release button without taking off the skin. It avoided a lot of safety concerns FazEnt was infamous for. Just as he pulled the arm away there was a loud banging on the glass of the safety cylinder. “Sweet baby Newton!” He cried as he jumped.

“Mr Wolfspider? Mr Wolfspider!” He turned around to see GlamRock Freddy pressed up against the glass, a worried look on his face.

“Freddy what the hell are you doing here?!?” He yelled far more forcefully than he should have but he also almost had a heart attack so...

“I must explain what happened! You see, Monty and I, we were practicing for tonight’s show, and, and suddenly a beam fell from the roof and it was going to fall on me! But Monty heroically jumped in the way! And, and then-.”

“Freddy, he knows...”

“Oh, Well! Gregory did not know the vending machine was that strong! We merely tried to unstick the-.”

“I don’t care! Just get off the glass so I can finish the repair before I have a conniption!” The bear stepped away, still looking very sorry. John shook his head and looked back to the mangled limb. “Alright, at least the claws are still intact. Just gotta replace the rest...” After some fiddling he managed to release the hand.

“Yo, Johnny Boi!”

He didn’t even look this time. He just kept working. “What do you want Roxanne?”

“Ya done yet? I need a new brush, cuz my last one was dropped in the trash compactor by that Becky person.”

“You broke it trying to break the vending machine’s glass, didn’t you?”

“Freddy! Why can’t you keep your big mouth shut?”

“Ow! I-I did not say anything! It was merely a guess!”

John sighed and rolled his eyes. “I really wish Universal would call back.” He muttered. He carefully attached the new arm, bracing for GlamRock Chica to run in and smack a pizza against the glass as he started the delicate wiring process. Surprisingly though, all seemed quiet.

“There, that should do it.” He pulled the final wire connecting Monty’s head and neck, signaling the arm to let go and door the open. He walked out the cylinder as Monty sat up.

“Thank you Johnny!” CheepCheep jumped from behind Freddy Jr, giving him yet another jump.

“No! ...Need to thank me.” John walked passed them to the computer. He looked back at them, noticing Gregory was there too munching on a Bonnie Blueberry bar. He rolled his eyes.

“We really do appreciate you helping us.” Monty added, rolling his arm to test it’s movement.

“It’s not a problem, it’s my job after all.” He managed a smile if only to get the exchange over with, though, he appreciated the gratitude.

“Hey, John?” They all turned to the front entrance of the room. Another employee poked his head in. “Blizzard’s having issues with the ice breath.”

“Well, it has been a few months. Probably froze over.” He sighed, walking over to his old tool box then out the door. “Don’t, touch, anything.” He pointed at Gregory as walked by who stuck his tongue at him.

“Wait! What about my brush?”

“There should be extras in the drawer at the back of the testing room.” He called out as he left.

“...Great.” The Wolf huffed. “Well, I don’t need it now, I guess.”

“Roxy? Are you scared of the back tunnels?” Gregory asked with a raised eyebrow.

“No!” She answered stiffening up. “I, I mean..”

“Let’s put it this way...” Freddy thought for a moment. “How would you feel if you had to walk past a bunch of people without skin?”

“I guess that’s a good way to put it..” The kid frowned deeply at the imagery. “Alright Roxy, I’ll go get it for you.”

“No, I can get it...If you guys go with me?”

Even after everything that happened, the back tunnels remained mostly dark and cluttered with unused and old animatronic pieces and set dressings. The group was mostly huddled together with Gregory leading the charge with his trusty blaster. The GlamRocks glanced around nervously but Monty began to slow and lagged behind the group.

“You ok Buddy?” Jr asked, noticing his friend staring at one of the endos. It was sat on on one of the work benches with boxes of outdated merchandise and tangled wires on top. It was so covered up only the head was visible. The head, and two blankly staring blue eyes.

“I just, I feel bad for them...” Monty said solemnly. “They never had a chance, not like us...”

“They will if we break down!”

“I don’t think so, they’re more likely cannibalize ‘em for parts.” He felt a weight of guilt growing on his mind. “We should at least, cover them up. Make them...Somebody...”

“It would, make them less creepy.” CheepCheep added.

Monty reached out and started to move the boxes off the table. The endo underneath didn’t look worn at all, just forgotten. The frame was the height of Monty’s but the build of Roxanne and the capacity for chest compartment like Freddy and Monty.

“I wonder what they were supposed to be?” Freddy Jr asked curiously.

“Maybe they’re a prototype?” CheepCheep suggested.

“Maybe.” Monty repeated softly. He slid his arms under spine and knees. Gently he picked them up, holding them like a delicate person.

“I can’t believe you’re doing this. I thought we were told not to touch anything.”

“No, he told me not to touch anything.” Gregory corrected. “C’mon Rox, didn’t think you were a stickler for the rules. Or are you, scared?” He teased.

“Fine! You can give the endos skin! I’m staying a healthy distance in case they’ve got some rogue codes in their personality.”

“It’ll be like dressing up a baby doll!” CheepCheep cheered. “You’ll see Roxy, it’ll be fun!”

“Mmm.” Roxanne couldn’t shake the uneasiness. Something seemed to be shifting just out of view every time she turned her head. She was so used to being able to see and recognize everyone she saw it was extra unnerving seeing unidentifiable, motionless bodies. Then her eyes met theirs. Two red eyes reflecting back her optic light. The endo was slightly shorter than her height. It was pinned against the wall by a crate, it’s mouth open as if they were screaming in pain.

“Alright, I get it.” She muttered. She walked over and used the brunt of her strength to push the crate away, making enough room to get the mechanical skeleton from underneath. She slung it over her shoulder like a sack of plushes.

They traveled back to the parts and service area. Careful not to run into any employees that would question their motives.

“So, the unused bits should be in the cage, right?”

“Probably, are there even going to be any pieces that fit?”

“There’s gotta be something. Just to cover their nakey bones.”

“Cheep, please do not say that in front of Gregory...”

“Say what?”

“He doesn’t want you to say ‘nakey’.”

“Gregory!”

“What? There’s literally an animal called a naked mole rat. Naked is not a curse.” GlamRock Freddy only grumbled in response.

They set the two down on the bench next to the massive area of different parts. Monty much more carefully than Roxanne who just dropped them on there.

“Careful Roxy.”

“What? It’ll help bang any muck off.”

“Muck?” Gregory looked at the metal closely. There did appear to be a wired black substance deep in the cracks.

“Well, I’m never going to use these. Maybe they’ll fit?” Monty walked out of the nook with parts that looked like his but sized slimmer.

“Why does the head have ear holes?”

“I don’t know, I guess that’s why they didn’t use it?”

“Let’s give them little bear ears.” CheepCheep suggested as she picked them out of a drawer.

“Well, since they’re a Gator they need pants, right?” Freddy picked out a couple styles that looked roughly the endos’ sizes.

“Let’s give them both pants, then they can match!”

“I can’t find matching ones...”

“Here, these are close enough.”

“We’re making them match?” Roxanne asked. She had already grabbed pieces of light brown fur.

“Just the clothes, sorta.” CheepCheep answered, she started looking through hair.

“Ok, like girlfriends! Hey Chirp, how come we dress alike anymore?”

“Hm? Oh, I guess we haven’t in a while, huh? Why don’t we do that during tonight’s show?”

“Yeah, like the star tops we got? Maybe something warm colored for winter?”

“Sure!”

“How do we-Oh it we just, stick it on there?” Monty looked at the machines he and the others were gradually piecing together. He gently brushed the alligator-bear’s dark brown hair. “There, There you go darlin’.” As he did this, he couldn’t help but feel caring toward them, like Gregory, they too needed protection.

Freddy had started giving the wolf Roxanne was dolling up red hair. He thought it matched the clothes nicely. “They look alive now.”

“They also look a lot less scary. Still scary, because they’re essentially robot corpses, but they look pretty.”

“Shouldn’t you name them now?” Gregory asked.

“Why?” Roxanne scoffed.

“Well, if you’re making the ‘somebody’.” His fingers doing the quotation motion. “Then they need a name.”

“Right. A name, and then we should give them some Rocking makeup so it’s like they are part of the show!”

“Freddy, you’re getting way too into this.”

“What should we name them?”

“I think....Hmmm” Gregory paused as he looked at the crocodile. “Jaws, no too plain. Shredder? Oh, that works, Oh! Mutilator sounds cooler though!”

“How about we just call darlin’ SnapJaw.” Monty offered.

“I guess...Oh! The wolf should be-.”

“Moxie!” Roxanne interjected.

“What? Why Moxie?”

“Because I’m not naming my poor kid something like Crash, or Mash, Cleave or whatever dumb word you were going to come up with.”

“Now who’s getting too into it?” The child muttered.

“Moxie...Well, They’ll need some purple lighting bolts coming down their cheeks from their eyes...” CheepCheep pulled out some paint to put on the animatronic. She was so focused her tongue stuck out from the side of her beak. “And SnapJaw?”

“A mask, like mine?”

“Ok! Maybe a bit different, like changing the color and making it more pointed?”

“Yeah, like uh, thorns or somthn...” The gator looked over the now complete animatronics. “I think SnapJaw an’ Moxie would like that, if they could tell us.” He smiled, not entirely sure why.

“Wait a minute...Freddy, what time is it?” Roxanne looked around frantically fora clock.

“Oh? Um...”

“It’s seven thirty...” Gregory lifted up his watch to show them.

“Aw cheesey crust! We gotta get ready for tonight’s show!” CheepCheep cried. “C’mon Roxy! I think the sparkly jackets are in my room!”

“And before that we better get you to Mr FazBear.” Monty added.

“Why?”

“I do not know. He said had a surprise.” Freddy opened his stomach compartment. “Hop in!”

Gregory did as he was told, mostly because he was sure the old bear had never failed to disappoint before. If he had a surprise, it had to be good. Although he had hoped to see tonight’s show he could always watch tomorrow’s right?

They GlamRock stars bolted out the room without a second thought. Freddy of course led the charge, his thundering footsteps alerting anyone to get out of the way or perish. Now, there were only two left in the Parts and Service room.

“...Dar-lin...Darlin’...”

“Crash, Mash, Cleave” They whispered as their eyes flickered on.

[rollers-compaction-4695860230]

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[oneofyatosfollowers]

One of a Kind- Chapter 11

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20191861/chapters/53116666

Fanfiction: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13360973/1/One-of-a-Kind

Yato grunted and pushed himself up a couple more feet. What was he thinking? Hauling himself up the dark, dingy trash shoot. He should've just wrestled Take and Kiun into letting him use the elevator. Well, at least the exit was in sight, a half circle light reflected against the wall. He hoped his kid was okay, Daikoku and Kofuku seem like the type to like kids. Yato got closer, sweat starting to make his hands slip. Voices echoed from the captain's chamber, too quiet to make out. He did hear a higher pitch, so at least Hiyori wasn't being whisked away again.

The voices got louder as he trucked along, he could make out Hiyori's and the grating sound of that heaven-awful Auto. There were two others, the captain maybe? They sounded much more urgent. Yato's head whipped up when he heard Hiyori cry out and the sound of a blaster being fired.

"Hiyori!" Yato forced himself to move faster, urgency beating his heart. Just as his head was starting to catch the cracks of light, the shoot opened and he froze. Something shiny was tossed down and cracked him on the head. The door slammed shut as the object tumbled off his head and landed neatly between his shoulder and the compator handle. It was the plant, the bottom part of the bottle now a bit cracked. Yato quickly tucked it into the front pocket of his uniform, his label stitched over top, then stuck his fingers through the trash door.

With an echoed grunt his hand shoved up the flap and he heaved himself though he opening, waist crunching like getting out of a pool. He tumbled out onto the floor. Yato's groan was the only noise in the captain's chamber, voices silent. He rubbed his head then looked up to see everyone staring at him. Hiyori was the first to move.

"Yato! The plant!" Hyori called. Yato watched her struggle against the arms of that bug-eyed cyborg.

"Hiyori! Hands off her you-" Yato made a move to get up, only to be knocked fiercely to the side. He recovered on his hands and knees, looking to see Kouto standing next to where he tumbled in. The Auto's arms folded neatly behind his back, eyes flashing murderously down at Yato.

"Well, would you look at that. Here I am ordering my best hunt you down, yet you landed right at my feet," Kouto walked towards him as Yato got to his feet, "Now, give me the plant."

"Don't do it, Yato!" Hiyori shouted. She slammed her boot into the Go-4's legs, knocking him off balance. Her elbow came around and cracked him in the nose as he grappled her wrist to point the gun anywhere but him.

The Auto took advantage of the distraction, and lunged at the Wall-E, who sidestepped and took a swing at Kouto. His punch was met with a block and the two separated in the opposite direction. Hiyori quickly pointed her gun at the co-pilot, only to have her feet taken out from under her. Kugaha took the opportunity to pin her while she struggled, flipping her over and grabbing her wrists again. Captain Tenjin struggled from the floor, crawling towards his downed chair and trying desperately to get it righted.

Yato took a slow breath, his mind reverting back to old habits and experience. He quickly scooped up the plant and locked it in the compactor. Both cyborgs settled into a fighting stance, eyeing each other with equal distain. Hiyori struggled on her stomach, both her hands- and her gun- held captive in the Go-4's red light orb. But neither Yato or Kuoto paid any mind anyone else in the room.

Yato ran forward and threw another punch. Kouto ducked and kicked at the Wall-E's feet. Yato jumped back, and quickly threw up a guard against the Auto's flying fist. A brown boot shot out and hit Kouto squarely in the torso, sending him backwards into the motherboard. The Co-pilot's head lulled back into the rubble as Yato rushed forward again. He aimed a punch right between the eyes, only to have it be embedded into the control panel. Kouto grabbed Yato's arm with one hand, and swung with the other, cracking Yato's jaw. His elbow followed, drawing blood as Yato ripped himself away. Kouto tried to follow, only to have Yato kick him back a step.

The two met again, striking and blocking, attacking and parring. When Kouto threw a roundhouse kick, Yato spun his body so Kuoto's ankle met the iron of his compactor, knocking the plant around inside. Yato managed to get a couple hits in, before he was head butted and flipped onto another part of the motherboard. His heavy boots shattering the glass pane of the captain's chamber, falling to the deck below.  

The Wall-E was unfazed, he spun himself around, heels hitting Kuoto's jaw straight on. The Auto staggered back, holding his face, glaring as the Wall-E righted himself. Both were panting, blood splattered across them here and there. The captain continued to shout profanities as Hiyori struggled against her captor, begging Yato to stop. Kugaha, too, was starting to look a bit out of this league.

"That crash probably alerted the Secur-T," Kouto said, wiping blood from his nose, "They'll be here any minute to arrest you."

"Like I'm afraid of some sheltered mall cops." Yato huffed back. His eyes flickered to Hiyori on the ground, her pleading expression squeezing his heart. She too, had blood trickling from her nose. Suddenly, Kouto was nose-to-nose with Yato.

"Where are you looking?" The Auto provoked, fist coming around to slam into Yato's cheek. He lunged again and a deeply buried instinct rushed forward and took hold of the Wall-E's limbs. His hooks unclasped instantly and he gripped his compactor, swinging it around at a blinding speed. The swift motion was build for centers of experience. The angle was perfect, the roll of his wrist was mechanic, the steel corner perfectly sliced across Kouto's neck.

For the breifest of seconds, there was nothing, then the telltale squirt of blood being pumped out of a wound make itself known. Red painted the floor, and stained the white of the co-pilot's uniform like a bib. The Auto staggard backwards, clutching his neck, blood seeping through his fingers. Despite this, Kouto managed a smirk. Yato narrowed his eyes, refastening his compactor onto his back, and standing upright.

A happy 'ding' made itself known. Hiyori gasped from under Kugaha's foot. The elevator doors slid open, the light blinding the dark room. A body came through, short and blonde.

"Yato! Hiyori! Are you-" Yukine stopped short. His wide eyes went from Hiyori on the floor, to Yato, to the blood coloring the co-pilot's clothes.

"Yukine!" Hiyori cried, squirmed against Kugaha.

"Go-4, grab him!" Kouto pointed at the Mo.

"Kid, look out!" Yato reached for his kid, only to have his wrist grabbed. Kouto used his other hand to grab the back of Yato's head. Yanking his wrist, the Auto swung Yato's head around and slammed him face-first into the control panel. The Wall-E let out a strangled grunt, blinking away stars. Behind them, Yukine cried out, the sound of a thud following.

Hiyori shouted out as Yukine hit the ground hard, the Go-4 standing over him. Kugaha's light still held Hiyori's hand captive, while his other hand curled into a fist. Yato struggled to see Yukine, getting his teeth against the frustration.

"You can't save him." Kouto hissed in his ear. Yato fought against the Auto's body weight, the handle of his own compactor pinning him down. From the floor, Yukine was clutching his cheek with wide eyes, crawling away from the Go-4.

"Yukine!" Hiyori rose to a sitting position, "Use your roller! Like Yato does!" she shouted. Kugaha looked back at her with a glare.

"Hey! Shut it-" Kugaha's head was suddenly flung forward. Yukine's staff made a sickening crack as it whacked the Go-4's head a second time. He took a step back when Kugaha whipped his head around at the kid, blood no dyeing his long grey hair. Yukine brased the roller in front of him, forcing his shaking knees apart.

Kugaha stepped forward with a smile. He threw a kick out that Yukine blocked with the poll, stumbling to the side with a noise of shock. Kugaha went at Yukine again, grunting when he had to dodge another swing of the Mo's roller. Yukine took another hit to the face and shoulder, fear beginning to set in. Both of his friends struggled, the captain crying out in alarm and fury.

Yukine coughed and tried to catch his breath, moving to his feet to prepare for the next strike. But Kugaha didn't move. Yukine's eyes were drawn to the Go-4's fingers, the ones that remained pointed at Hiyori. The light holding her was stretched thin. Yukine rose to his feet once more, gripping the handle of his roller tightly. He turned it on, cranking it up to it's highest speed and glared at the grey-haired man before him.

"Why are you doing this?" Yato growled, his own eyes staring back at him within the glass's reflection. The stars gleamed from the outside. Kouto could see the uniformed Secur-Ts make their way down the hall in two perfect lines. Lead by Bishamon in a rush. The Auto clicked his tongue and hit a couple buttons to shut down the elevator without alerting the Typ-Es. Hopefully it would buy time to clean up this mess before they think to fly up here. Honestly, this disorder was unprecedented.

"I'm obeying orders. Human beings are a scourge. The Earth was never meant to be 'cleaned up'," Kouto snarled, "The Wall-Es were just a political act and needed to be removed from the picture."

This time Yukine dashed forward, keeping his tool low. Kuguha flinched into position, throwing out his leg. Yukine threw his body weight down, Kuguha's foot whizzing by his hair. The Mo slid along the polished floor, his roller hooking Kuguha's pivot foot. Yukine yanked and sent the Go-4 crashing to the ground, his chin cracking the ground.

Quickly, Yukine got to his feet, he swung the roller in a wide arc. The end of his roller whacked the back of Kuguha's hand, it's high speed spiral burning through the first couple layers of skin. Kuguha cried out in pain as smoke began hissing from his hand, electric sparks dancing from his finger tips. Hiyori fought to pull her hands apart, the red light flickering. Yato cheered them on, causing Kouto to boil over in rage.

"I've had enough of this!" The Auto roared. A short taser shot out from under the Auto's sleeve. Electricity sparked between two metal conductors, glowing a menacing pale blue. It buzzed with a high voltage. From across the room, Hiyori yanked her arms apart, breaking her restraints, the light evaporated. Yukine jumped to her side, roller raised in front of him. Hiyori pointed her gun at the man on the ground.

Yato's smile vanished when he felt the hum of Kouto's weapon near his cheek. Kouto's left hand still gripped the compactor's handle, his other raising to the nape of Yato's neck. The Wall-E knew what was about to happen, his reflection looking back at him with the same expression of pure terror. Even with this realization, Yato still had to ask.

"Wha-what are you doing?" Above his head Kouto's mouth twisted in a funny smile. The top half of his face was shadowed in the cracked window, save for his glowing red pupils. While Hiyori kept her gun trained on Kugaha, Yukine went to help the captain back in his seat.

"You want to know the best part about having the same creator?" Kouto purred. Yato felt the Auto's corpse-cold hand move up his neck, his first two fingers curling along the base of his skull. He moved aside whips of black hair to reveal an in-human strip of material that stretched along the cervical curve. Yato struggled as his friends called his name. Kouto only grinned when he clicked open the skin-colored strip, revealing the Wall-E's circuit board.

"I know all of your weak points," Kouto stabbed the taser into the bottom of Yato's skull, into his hard drive. Yato let out a harsh scream in pain, text and lights flickering across his vision as his spine and brain surged with electricity. Warning signs glitching in and out, overlapping with frantic numbers and symbols. Colors whirled across his vision so fast that it blurred his surroundings and made him nauseas. After what felt like an entirety, his muscles and body quivered then went slack, nerves boiling. Yato heard Hiyori and Yukine cry out, their voices sounding so far away. His vision went black, the mangled text 'Warning: Force Shut Down' the last thing he saw. Yato felt his hearing start to leave him as well. The last words were happily spoken above him.

"Goodnight, Yaboku."

[shanghaimaccn-blog]

Everything about the Compactors and Road Roller Manufacturer

Compactors & rollers fall in the category of heavy equipment which is used to compact asphalt, gravel, and the soil at a construction site and are known by other names such as road rollers. At many landfill zones, you will find them being used and they are also used for agricultural purposes. Below are given about some of the different types of these machines which are commonly used.

Rollers

The weight of the vehicle is used in this road roller for compressing any material under it. Compaction is done in different ways; it can be with the help of pneumatic tires or by use of single or double drums. You can hand operate the drums and they have a hundred-pound weight and there are even heavier ones that are of about twenty tones. Water is also filled in many drums to make them heavier and get better results.

Kinds

There are different types of these machines available from road roller manufacturer such as vibratory ones, ride-on types with knockdown bar, trench rollers, and powered walk behind ones with each one that is used for a different purpose and has its unique features.

In the end, one thing to mention is that used heavy equipment such as the ones discussed above is available nowadays from reputed manufacturers. The one you will purchase should be based on the functionality you are looking for and your construction requirements.

Compactors

Roller-Compactor is of various shapes and hydraulically operated. You must have seen these as bulldozers with spiked wheels to drive over waste material at landfill zones. For waste collection, there are vehicles available that have these compactors built into them like sliding plates which function hydraulically.

For other purposes as well like scrap material processing such as crushing cars you will find them. There are two variations available, one where from multiple directions the material is pressed and is called bailing press and another in which hydraulically the material is pressed by plates from the top and another.

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One of a Kind- chapter 12

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20191861/chapters/53410423

Fanfiction: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13360973/1/One-of-a-Kind

The room stood still. They could do nothing as Yato's scream echoed in the room, then choked out into nothing. Kouto released a breath then stood up, Yato's body slid down the control panel, limp.

"There, you see?" Kouto yanked up Yato by his compactor before the Wall-E's body completely hit the floor.

"Now we can get back to A113." Kouto walked towards them in controlled steps, not hindered by the dead weight he dragged behind him. Hiyori and Yukine gaped at him, fear and disbelief rooting their feet to the floor. Tear welled up in Yukine's eyes as his breathing picked up. Hiyori's mouth worked uselessly, squeaks of straggled cries whispering along her breath. Kugaha took this oportinutiy to roll to his feet, taking off towards his superior.

"Wait stop!" Hiyori pointed her gun again but didn't shoot. Her hands were shaking and she couldn't focus on her system's auto-aim, Yato was still in the shot zone. Thankfully, Tenjin took control of his chair, rocketing himself foward and slamming into the Go-4's side, knocking him back to the floor. Captain Tenjin then lurched and grabbed hold of the poncho's loose turtle neck, ripping open the black clips that held it in place. Kugaha sputtered and shouted but he was too slow. Implanted at the bottom of his jugular was the Go-4's reset button. Tenjin didn't even want to think how many times his Auto had used it. His thumb slammed into the blue and yellow device, Kugaha struggled for a bit more before his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

His body was dropped to the floor with a powerful thump. Tenjin glared in spite from under his eye brows. Kouto was quiet for a moment, looking down his nose at the captain. He looked to Hiyori with her gun still trained on him, a tear rolling down her face. The Auto then looked down at the limp Wall-E at his side, and sighed.

"Really now," Kuoto said turning slightly so he could push open the trash door, "I'm just doing what's best for the ship. There's no need for such violence." He pushed the compactor's handle in first, then gripped Yato by his hair and heaved him in, Yato's boots dragging on the floor behind him.

"Stop!" Yukine cried, rushing towards the co-pilot and throwing his body at him in tackle. Kouto didn't even need to move his feet. Looking down at the blonde with a blank expression, he didn't react in the slightest. The Mo's fists balled up Kouto's pristine white coat and he struggled to knock him over, or kick his shins, or grabble Yato out of the shoot. The Auto's elbow swung around to crack Yukine in the forehead, sending him to the floor. He then kicked the rest of Yato's body down the tube, smiling to himself as he heard loud thuds get farther away. A blast suddenly hit him in face, followed by a shot to the chest.

Kouto stumbled back with a cry, his shoulders hitting the broken control panel. Eyes widening, he ducked as another stream of blue light hit right where his head was. Hiyori moved in, gun trained on her superior. He dashed to the side as Hiyori fired just behind him. She rushed over to Yukine and kept shooting. When Kuoto made it behind the elevator, and out of sight, Hiyori risked a glance at Yukine.

"Are you okay?" Hiyori looked frantically between the floor and the elevator wall, shooting when she saw the tiniest bit of red peek out. For the floor, Yukine sniffled and groaned, forcing himself to sit up. Blood streamed from a cut on his forehead.

"Captain!" Hiyori shouted, "Please barricade yourself in your room!" She nodded to the captain with wild eyes as he drove towards his door, disabling the lock pad and shutting the door behind him. The room was quite except for Hiyori's heavy breathing. The Auto hasn't move from his spot. Waiting patiently for an opening.  

"Yukine?" Hiyori tried again, looking over her shoulder to see the empty spot on the floor. A splatter of blood where the Mo used to be. Her wide eyes darted to the elevator and around the room, finally catching Yukine push open the trash shoot behind her.

"Yu-Yukine!" Hiyori fully looked over her shoulder, watching Yukine hop in feet first, roller clanking along after him. When Hiyori looked back, Kuoto was already half way across the room, running swiftly and silently, the skin around his right eye scorched off. The glowing red and black mechanics making him look like a true cyborg. She gasped and fired off a shot, hitting the ground to the right of him. Kuoto didn't even blink, swerving around the hole in the floor and through the smoke. Hiyori clicked on her boots, taking to the air and shooting at him again. The Auto burst through the black smoke screen arms closing around the space Hiyori once occupied.

The trash flap closed with a loud clap. Kouto glanced around, straightening himself up with a grimace. They escaped. He produced a handkerchief from his front pocket and began dotting the blood streaming down his cheek while his sensors did a system check. He heard the sound of engines from the break in the window. A couple moments later, the golden hair of Sergant Major Bishamon rose to view followed by First Sergent Kazuma. They flew through the glass break without second thought. Though they did give him a horrified expression.

"Command Sergent, What happend here?" Bishamon demanded as her jets folded back into her shoulder blades. Behind her, a line of more Secur-T rose to the glass, halted by Kazuma, who scanned the room.

"They were here." Kazuma informed. Kuoto looked at the First Sergent, then nodded at Bishamon.

"It's true. They attacked. It seems the virus has spread to the Eve making her armed and dangerous." Kouto said.

"What of the captian?" Bishamon demand. Kouto growled at her tone but calmly held a hand up.

"I asked him to barricade himself in his room. Don't bother going to check, I instructed him to only answer to me."

"Very well," Bishamon nodded to the co-captain once then turned to Kazuma, "Leave a squadron here and set a perimeter. No one comes in or out of the captain's chambers. I want all units on an all out search. Alert the public all chambers will be investigated."

"That won't be necessary, Bishamon." Kouto cut in. Both Secur-Ts looked at him with shock.

"But sir-"

"I took care of them," The Auto said, smiling a little at their expressions, "Just have a Secur-T posted here for the time being." He pointed at the garbage door, letting the two come to their own conclusions.

"Sir," Bishamon stepped forward, "Did you-"

"The public cannot be bothered by such a trivial matter that can- and was- easily handled," Kuoto steady met the Sergent Major's gaze, "Their safety and happiness is our utmost priority. In a couple minutes everything will be handled, and you'll be back on damage control." He walked by the two and towards the Go-4 on the ground, not sparing them another glance.

Bishamon looked back at Kazuma who shared her twisted expression.  Kazuma turned and beckoned Kuraha forward, commanding the bearded man to stay posted at the trash shoot. When he walked by, Bishamon put a hand on his shoulder and looked towards the Auto.

"Stay sharp. And do what is right." Bishamon whispered. Her subordinate nodded and took his post. From the floor, Kugaha groaned and woke up, sitting with his head in his hand. Kouto blinked down at him with one eye, then looked over at the two Secur-Ts

"That will be all, Sergent Major Bishamon." Kouto said. Bishamon narrowed her eyes at him, bowing before leaving back out the window. Kazuma close behind her.  

"I don't like this Kazuma." Bishamon said before her boot even touched the ground.

"Indeed, every criminal is allowed trial with the captain. But if the cyborg has a virus, we are more than capable of curing it. On top of that, human Eves can't even get virus!" Kazuma held his chin, eyes opening the more he thought. Bishamon looked just as surpirsed.

"You're right. And why does he not want us to apprehend them? What does it mean he took care of them?" She turned to look at the garbage shoot. Kazuma followed her line of sight.

"The garbage shoot, huh?" Kazuma crossed his arms. They looked at each other, communicating with looks alone. With a nod, the two snuck away, out of sight.

Several floors below, Hiyori screeched to a halt just before hitting the cement floor. Dirt and paper flew out of the way of her engines before she cut them off. She looked around, the floor beanth her was relatively clean, at least free of garbage. In fact, it seemed a large pathway was cleared all the way to a smaller room off to Hiyori's left.  She looked around, Yato and Yukine were no where to be seen. She heard urgent voices by the smaller room, shilohettes were shadowed by the bright white LEDs. Hiyori made her way towards them when their body langue became more demanding. Above them, a red light began flashing, a siren harshly sounding.

The massive doors slowly began to slide shut, the light closing in on Hiyori's path. Still, she could make out the shorter body of Yukine, shouting at a group of Wall-Hs. A large cyborg with a mop of thick brown hair had a massive hand over top of a control pad, his other arm blocking Yukine from getting to it.

"Yukine!" Hiyori called out to him as she ran up to the group. Yukine sparred her a glance before turning his glare back on the Wall-H.

"Please! You have to stop it! My dad's in there!" Yukine grabbed the man's wearalls and shook him. The man grabbed his hands and ripped them off his front.

"What are you talkin about? Cyborgs ain't got parents! Besides we got orders straight from the top!" The Wall-H said, pointing his massive shovel at the smaller room. Hiyori whipped her head towards the sliding doors in horror. Yato was in there. Unconscious and injured. Without another thought, Hiyori cranked up her rocket boots and leaned back. She flew towards the door, spinning to her side to make a tight turn right into the trash chamber. The Eve flipped on her helmet, it's invisible glass encasing her head and the scanner coming shine across the trash piles. Her helmet's speaker buzzed with static. She touched the side of her helmet with furrowed brows.

"Hi-yori?" Yato's voice crackled through the speaker. Hiyori's heart jumped to her throat, she nearly cried.

"The speaker!" Hiyori thought with pure euphoria, thanking the stars she gave it to him. She tapped the speaker.

"Yato? Yato! Where are you?" Hiyori zipped around, head looking around too fast for the scanner to fully get a read. She kept tapping the side of her helmet, calling Yato's name over and over only to receive static.

"Hiyori!" Her name echoed in the large white room. She looked towards the source, her relif dripping into fear with a jolt. Yukine stood with his knees bend, fists desperately trying to keep the roller from being bent by the doors. The doors pushed against the horizontal rod Yukine held up, large, dirty hands wrapping around the door to help keep it open.

"Hiyori!" Yukine shouted again, "Hurry up!"

"I'm trying!" Hiyori felt tears of frustration prick her eyes. The siren was loud but her heart was louder. The hollering of the Wall-Hs and Yukine became static to her panic. Then, cutting through it all, her speaker buzzed again.

"Fridge." Yato's voice spoke clearly in her ear. It took the Eve a couple seconds to process his words. But the she did.

"Fridge? A fridge!" Hiyori changed her scanner and and flew around the piles of shovled trash. Finally spotting a fallen refrigerator at the bottom of one of the piles. Yato on his stomach under it, one hazy blue eye trained on her.

"Yato!" Hiyori cried, swooping down next to him. She grabbed his wrists and pulled hard. Yato grunted in pain as he slid out, Hiyori apologizing over and over. By the time she worked him onto her back, the room sent out a warning that the space doors will be opening soon. She clicked on her boots again, rising above the trash piles and shooting towards Yukine. The kid was struggling, eyes squeezed together with stress.

"Hurry," Yukine grounded out, roller bending under the force of the doors. His eyes widened and fixated on something behind then. Hiyori felt herself be tugged backward. The space door opening a crack, the vacuum of space sucking up the lightest trash. She pushed harder, inching towards the entrance slowly. The air around them pulled harder and Hiyori gripped Yato tighter, his limp body starting to weigh them down.

A handle came into view, reading out far past Yukine's roller. A man with glasses and long brown hair was leaning over Yukine, extending his shovel to her.

"Miss Eve! Grab on!" He commanded. Hiyori stretched out a hand, desperately trying to keep Yato balanced on her back. Her fingers brushed against it before she was pulled back. When she reached at it again, the tips of her fingers curld around it. Once she was secure, Hiyori looked into the brown eyes of the Wall-H.

"I got it!" With a strong tug, Hiyori and Yato were safely back in the dump. The bear-like Wall-H wrapped a large arm around Yukine's torso and ripped him from the doors, the heavy metal slamming shut with a resounding slam. The wind pressure cut off immeitatly and Hiyori crashed to the ground, Yato falling off her shoulders.

"Yato!" Yukine squirmed out of the man's hold and scrambled to the Wall-E on the floor. Falling to his knees, Yukine shook Yato's shoulder, Hiyori collapsing next to him. Blood clotted his hair and face. Yato wheezed out shallow breaths, eyes glassy and unfocused.

"What were you kids doing in there?" The bifocaled man came to stand behind Yukine and Hiyori. He wore a loose grey outfit , stained with dirt and grime, thick brown strips wrapping around the edges. The man went ignored. Hiyori stepped over Yato, moving aside scorched hair to see destroyed wires and a shattered light blue plate. Blood was seeping from around the edge of the insert staining his circuits. Yato moaned, electricity sparked out of the broken wires.

Yukine shuffled even closer to Yato. Hiyori stopped him from leaning over and looking at the damage. The Mo sniffled, grabbing Yato's hand without a second thought. The Wall-E's eyes moved like molasses to look up at Yukine, face morphing to one of sorrow when he saw his kid's pained expression. All the Wall-E could do was force his chest to rise and fall.

"Is he gonna be okay?" Yukine's voice quivered, coming out as a breath. Hiyori squeezed her eyes shut, forcing the tears away. She took a breath in and carefully turned Yato's face towards the floor while parting his hair. Activating her scanner, the Eve stored the identity of the wires and chips. She quickly stood up and activated her rockets.

"Wait! Miss Eve!" The Wall-H went ignored, Hiyori taking off into the darkness of the ship's dump. She moved from pile to pile, shuffling through months of rotting trash. Her scanners alerted her of any electrical wires, cranes, spare parts, computer hard drives. Hiyori collected anything that resembles Yato's unique make-up. Anything that could work.

By the ejection door, the Wall-Hs wrapped Yukine in one of their extra pieces of fabric, another was laid over Yato. The man with the chipped glasses, the head of the section, had commanded the others to do a thorough check of the area, just in case there were other workers that were lost. He then gave Yukine a dented can of hot water, one that went ignored. Instead the Mo was gently wiping Yato's face, working though the packet of baby-wipes he had tucked in his uniform. Already there was a pile beside Yato's head, the white cloths died dark red and brown.

"Mmm that feels nice," Yato slurred. Yukine gave a half-hearted scoff.

"I bet. This is probably the closest you've ever had to a shower." Yukine winced as his cleaning made the bruises more prominent. Once his face and neck was wiped down, Yukine moved to Yato's hands. The mechanical circling of the cloth turned to short rubs, then to nothing at all.

"What's wrong," Yato took a breath like a gasp, "Kiddo?" Yukine didn't look up from his daze, Yato's calloused hands tanner than his smooth ones.

"What is it like? Earth?" Yukine asked quietly. Yato didn't answer right away and Yukine worried that the Wall-E had passed out again.

"It's nothing like here," Yato took a deep breath in, "There's still lots of cleaning to do, but it has the most amazing things hidden. There are no more living things- I think- but the mountains and volcanoes are still there. All the art and statues, the movies and music. Humanity really." He murmured, his voice growing weaker the more he talked and heaved oxygen. Yukine apologized and only got a wheezing cough in return.

"'Humanity', huh?" Yukine repeated. He looked down at his uniform, one the first things he remembers receiving after waking up, recalling not a damn thing. Yukine paused and took it all in. The thought of what Earth could be, his role here, Suzuha, his new name. He squeezed the wet-wipe tight.

"Yato!" Hiyori's boots scattered the dirt and dust around the floor as she landed hastily next to them, cradling her helmet over flowing with wires and chips. She knelt down by Yato's head and Yukine scrambled around to help Yato into somewhat of a sitting position, letting the Wall-E lean heavily against him.  

"Is this it?" Hiyori held up a misshapen one, one that Yato shook his head at, "What about this? This? How about this one?" Hiyori grit her teeth, turning her helmet over and dumping out its contents. She and Yukine spread them out before Yato so that he can look them over. Other Wall-Hs came with what they've found. None of them even came close. They didn't have the necessary wiring for a cyborg, and when they did, they weren't meant to fit in the Wall-Es old fashioned design. And now that Hiyori thought of it, they would need a highly trained specialist that could surgically remove the plate and reattach a new one to his antique system, all while keeping him alive.

When Hiyori voiced as much the room grew quiet, Yato's wheezing covering Yukine's sniffles and Hiyori's choked sobs. Yato looked at his love sadly. One of his eyes had trouble focusing, the other interpreted color oddly, but she still looked beautiful. He hated making her this sad. It's a good thing he had something that could cheer her up. He belonged in the trash heap anyway.

"Hiyori," Yato said, "I have-" he broke off into a cough. Hiyori seemed to understand, perking up and crawling towards him.

"You have?" Hiyori wiped some tears away. At his side, Yukine jostled him.

"You idiot! Why didn't you say something sooner!" Yukine smiled wide despite himself. Yato tried shaking his head but got dizzy, his hand shakily went over his shoulder and gripped his compactor. Slowly, one at a time, Yato's latches opened up and allowed the compactor to slide off his back. Hiyori helped Yato drag it around. The cube opened, allowing it's contents to come tumbling out.

The room froze, confusion knitting the features of the Wall-Hs while Hiyori and Yukine sat with stunned expressions. The glass bottle clicked against the pavement, spinning to a landing right in front of Hiyori. The Eve slowly looked down, face frozen. Her trembling fingers reached for the smooth container, wrapping loosely around it and lifting the plant into her lap.

"Yato, What is- I don't." Hiyori whispered, thumb rubbing over the glass.

"P-plant," Yato wheezed, "Directive." his mouth wobbled into a crooked smile. Hiyori looked up at him with wide, misty eyes. He held her gaze as best he could, hair covering the eye that stopped working, smile drooping just a bit. But to her, he just looked defeated. His bright, sunny demeanor and eyes so full life, looked shadowed and muted. His wearalls were bunched in Yukine's tight fist. The Mo subconsciously squeezing Yato tighter.

"Who cares about that now!" Yukine shouted, "Earth isn't what's important now!" He steadied Yato after the Wall-E flinched from the volume. Yato swayed a little, head lulling back.

"Earth..." Yato slurred. Hiyori looked sadly at Yukine, who was trembling and gnawing at his lip.

"Earth?" Hiyori repeated. Her eyes fell down to the organism in her lamp, then back up at Yato. Focusing on the round plastic speaker imbedded in his chin, once again cracked. He would need a replacement.

"Earth!" Hiyori exclaimed, coming off the ground to her knees. She kept repeating the world like it was her lifeline. She shouted it at confused Yukine and again at the bewildered Wall-Hs. The Eve crawled to Yato with a face of pure joy. Slowly pulling his head back up, Yato fixed her with a smirk. Yukine, smart as he is, caught on.

"All of Yato's stuff is on Earth!" Yukine perked up for a moment before he deflated, "But, that jerk  Auto is the one who drives the ship."

"But! But!" Hiyori scooted even more forward, "The ship's programming should override his control. All we have to do is place this in the Halo-detector and the ship will take us back!"

"We have to get back to the captain!" Yukine affirmed.

"You're not going anywhere near the captain!" A voice boomed in the enormous room, powerful and strong. Heels clicked against the pavement followed by the footfalls of more soldiers. The Wall-Hs stepped back with their hands in front of them, leaving the trio under a spot light in the middle of the floor.

Hiyori stood up, one hand out behind her, the other cradling the plant. She moved to block the view of the boy and the broken cyborg, narrowing her eyes as Bishamon stepped into the light. followed by a line of Secur-T.

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