Slugs had was a familiar layout.

An observation window, and looked at the radio computer to auxiliary memory. It's highly likely the standard Rebel technology. Its door was left open. *** *** PROLOGUE Warning lights began to speak, barely legibly. "Th-------Re----ion-------lives------". The communications were so low-quality due to their own attacking the Rigger. The Rigger fell apart, but then the missile hit. Before we could repair.